You know you're fat when...

When you hate trying on clothes at the store.

You don't have to be overweight to hate that, although I can see that overweight people could find it difficult as well. The poxy tiny stall, the strong lights that make one hot, fiddling with the hangers, having to take off one's shoes, taking in 6 things and NONE of them fit, having to stuff them all back on the hangers, the helpful assistant comes by when your head is trapped in the jumble of a dress, now your hair is a shambles, your make-up is on the white shirt that was try-on number 3 and you have lost the will to live.

......you walk past the TV and your family miss 3 episodes of favourite show....LOL

......you walk past the TV and your family miss 3 episodes of favourite show....LOL

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When your belly sticks out more then your boobs :-(

When your walking down the road and the police pull up beside you and ask if you need an escort to your destination ... i let them off it was just banter :P

When you're jogging and hear the faint sound of applause only to discover it's your thighs 'clapping' you on.

....... you do your ironing on the driveway..LOL

..when walking the few stairs into the house wears you out.

when you can't fit in the seat that the amusment parks and have to take the walk of shame off the other side after having stood in line for 30 minutes. that happened to me and that was my wake up call

when you 7 year old cousin asks if you are pregnant. oddly enough not a wake up call for me

when you belly is bigger than your boobs wth i though big girls had big boobs to go with it. apparently i don't get big boobs and a big belly, just one or the other

When you hate trying on clothes at the store.

You don't have to be overweight to hate that, although I can see that overweight people could find it difficult as well. The poxy tiny stall, the strong lights that make one hot, fiddling with the hangers, having to take off one's shoes, taking in 6 things and NONE of them fit, having to stuff them all back on the hangers, the helpful assistant comes by when your head is trapped in the jumble of a dress, now your hair is a shambles, your make-up is on the white shirt that was try-on number 3 and you have lost the will to live.

Not to mention you can try on 3 of the same article and they all fit different. I did read an article the other day on how jeans are made. The stack up at least 50 layers of material and then cut them all at the same time. Well if you have every stacked up several pieces of paper and cut them you know from experience that either the top most piece or the bottom most piece is going to be marginally smaller. So much for a society who has to have everything right now. If we went back to the old way and made our own clothes at least every time you tried on a size 14 it would be the same regardless of when it was cut.

.....when you are knocking over small children with your butt when you bend over.

When you don't fit in the booth at a restaurant and have to ask for a different table. (THAT was horrifying!)

^^^^^ YES! Holy crap. This was a significant wake-up call.

...you can't see the numbers on the scale over your belly. <-- that was me until this week! Talk about an NSV!

When you step on the scale and it reads "one at a time, please"

When you cant fit in amusement park rides.

When you use a standard stand alone shower...all you can do is turn around because you are so large to do anything else.

When you sit on the edge of the bed and hear the one of the supports in the box springs break.

When your fear tripping or falling because you might hear about it later on the evening news being referred to as a "small earthquake or trimmer"

And sadly...when the kids bully your kids because Mom is fat (sad but true story)

....you try a bikini on, then turn to look in the mirror and it's 'lost' hahaha