your worse or humiliating experience when fat?

Just this past weekend actually. My husband who is my best friend and has loved me no matter what size I am told me that I was no longer attractive to him. That he was sick of my weight, and that our daughter was embarrased by me and has to defend me when people ask her if her mom is "the fat mom"

Suffice to say, any past insults by strangers and "well meaning friends" became moot.

wow....just...wow....what planet is he from to ever think that is an appropriate thing to say to your wife. my husband would have a serious talking to if he ever said that to me.

Over Christmas break my husband, kids, and I went to visit family. I went shopping in stores with family that market to smaller women, and I could tell people were looking at me. My in laws made comments "nicely" about how I should lose weight. Then on a date with my husband he had a long conversation with me about how I carry my weight well, but I would be so much more attractive if I would lose weight.

I'm going to go with either asking if I'm pregnant or some stranger shouting that I'm a fatass on Halloween when I wasn't near or facing them.

That is so mean!! There are some jerky people out there.

When my high school crush never asked me out because I wasn't thin like other girls even though he liked me.

My 2 year old pointed to my top roll of fat and said "What are those boobies mommy?" Out of the mouths of babes. (Don't ask where my 2 year old came up with boobies but she points hers out and asks about them sometimes.)

There was one time when I was out eating dinner. And the waitress came up to ask if we wanted dessert. I said yes, why not, it was for a special occasion. My dad (who's overweight himself, but is now trying to lose weight, bless him) laughed and said I didn't need anymore food. Right in front of everyone. that sure hurt.
Also was when my friends (male and female) talk about their weight and how fat they are, when I'm just sitting in the corner wanting the world to swallow me up as I'm (or was now) the heaviest out of all of them. Even now, when i return from Uni after losing 10 pounds (overall of nearly 2 1/2 stone), my male friends didn't notice until I told them I'd lost weight. Which hurt.

A few things come to mind.

My earliest at age 7 or 8..we moved into an old house that had a bathroom that was much smaller than the rest, very narrow - we called it the 'skinny bathroom' a friend of my brothers' exclaimed "you can't use that one, because you're fat!"

About a year before I got serious about being healthy, I was at a client's office and bent over, split my skirt. Humiliating.

I was going to be in my best friends wedding and we were having someone make the bridesmaid's dresses. My poor friend had to tell me that mine would be more expensive because I was heavier than everyone else...

And the look..yes I know it well.

I have two moments that I'll never forget. I went to a really small school (10 kids in a class, we all graduated together) Kids are so mean...

1) I was only in Kindergarten or 1st grade, and one day while walking in the hall a kid a few years older than me asked me if I was pregnant and everyone laughed. That was the first time I had realized I was a little chubby and have been self concious ever since.

2) In Jr. High one of the boys in my class called me a beached whale.

Now, I weigh 135 pounds with 10 more pounds to go. I wish my old classmates could see me now!

In first grade. We had a Jeans Day for our school and I remember trying on endless pairs of jeans only having them be too tight or too long. I went home from the store empty handed and the looks and questions from my friends ("why are you not wearing jeans?") were mortifying. It was the first time I realized I was not the same size as everyone else.

In second grade I had a girl from summer camp come up and tell me that a group of older boys were laughing at me and saying I looked like I was pregnant.

When I was ten I was trying on clothes in the dressing room when my mom and grandma commented about how fat I had gotten thinking I couldn't hear through the door.

When I worked for months trying to lose weight for my family reunion only to have a relative say "Wow you really gained some weight!" as soon as she saw me.

The boys in middle school being dared to ask the "fat, ugly girl" out just so their friends could laugh at them when they got rejected.

People in school gym class refusing to pass me the ball even if I was near the goal, assuming that fat went along with un-athletic.

After reading all these horrific stories, I strongly feel that the rights of all overweight/obese people should be protected under law - the same as those of gay/lesbian persons. We are being discriminated against and bullied on a daily basis! If it isn't people basically assaulting us verbally, employers discriminate against us (we don't get the job/incentives/salary increase).

With all these assaults, it's no wonder so many of us kept being overweight! It's actually surprising we are not seriously depressed and on the verge of suicide.

I'll throw my story in (and break my silence, hehe). When I was 15, a few male classmates decided it'd be absolutely hilarious to make up a topical insult and call me "Belgian Blue" since mad cow disease was making headlines at the time. I'd been called variations on "fat cow" before (all through grades 1-6), but that was a whole new level of awful. I wasn't terribly fat (74 kg at 168 cm tall back then) at the time, but I was tall for my age and rather sturdily built, so being compared to a giant bull really stung.

These days, I'm at peace with my wide shoulders (they balance my hips so I'm an hourglass rather than a pear) and proud of being tall (I'm 173 cm these days), but that insult still echoes in my ears. I'm painfully aware of being ~15 kg overweight and my self-esteem is close to non-existent. My sister and my mother are tiny and lean, and that really doesn't help. I feel like one of the Amazons from Futurama next to them. (Well, except for the mohawks. And the tendency to inflict death by snu snu. )

The endless potential for cruelty that people have is something I'll never understand.

WHAT IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE???? (Yes, I meant to scream that). Why do people think its necessary to spout every horrible thought that pops into their small brains? I am just sick reading these posts. The worst is when it comes from family members--those people who are supposed to be the most supportive.

I come from a tall family (all of the guys on my side as well as my son are well over 6' tall and the women are all over 5'8") and I am tall as well. Growing up I was always the tallest in my grade--even taller than the boys. I was also a little bit overweight. Not a lot but enough that people noticed. All through grade school I was called Grape Ape (for those younger ones on here Grape Ape was a cartoon character--a huge purple ape that wasn't very smart). They would walk past me and under their breath say, "Grape Ape, Grape Ape, Grape Ape".

My mom is overweight and I never grew up in a household that knew much about nutrition nor did my parents like to exercise so I knew nothing about losing weight. Until my freshman year of high school when I realized if I didn't eat, the weight just dropped off. I would make breakfast then when my mom was in the shower I would put it down the garbage disposal. I stopped eating lunch with my friends and hid in the library then throw my lunch away. Of course the pounds just melted off and I was SKINNY. Thus started my yo-yo dieting that followed me the rest of my life.

I like to think that my classmates remember how they treated me and secretly feel bad.

I got asked by that yo-yo:bigsmile: dieting niece that everyone usually have, if I wanted to borrow her bikini top once, while we were swimming at their house, and I am a guy.... Worst of it is, she is no Greek goddess either. I guess that there are some people that just get off on putting others down. Anyway, I chose to use it, and now she looks far worse than I do.

I was shocked in reading all of these, I cant even imagine someone saying things like this to another person especially a woman.

That being said as man who is has heavy most of his life it seems as though people have no qualms saying things to a large man or patting him on his stomach. I am not one to complain or anything and most of my life have just laughed it off. But being called "big guy" is not really a compliment.

OK I am now stepping down off of my soap box now, thank you OP for a spot to vent.