What do/did you hate most about being fat?
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1) Being intimate with my husband.
2) Being winded after climbing 10 stairs.
3) Not being able to chase after my toddler and 9 yr old.
4) Watching the severe health deterioration of my morbidly obese mother.
5) Having no energy.
6) Misinterpreting the bodies signals for thirst or the minds signal for boredom, as hunger.
7) Hating how I looked in everything.
8) Having a husband who also promoted the same eating habits that I did.
9) Eating take out constantly because I was too lathargic/lazy to cook at home.0 -
I'm planning my wedding now and I'm worried that when I go dress shopping nothing will fit me at certain bridal shops... also like 80% of wedding dresses are strapless now, so hello back fat! And greetings, jiggly arms!
Also, being overweight, I'm just uncomfortable a lot of the time, physically or when going out with other girlfriends who aren't overweight. I can't wear the same types of things they can.
AND FREAKING JEAN SHOPPING.0 -
(1) I am tall, and it's hard enough to find long enough sleeves and pants, but to find them in plus sizes... practically impossible, especially if you can't afford to spend $100 for a pair of pants. I hate shopping to begin with, and this made it even worse.
(2) Seeing myself in pictures or the mirror. Because the person in my head is not the person everyone sees. That is/was the worst!
(3) My family always commenting on my weight, when more than half of them are OBESE/MORBIDLY OBESE. Ironic, but this has been going in on since I was a kid. I have looked through pictures; I didn't even start being fat until I was 15-16, and even then I lost almost all that weight by the time I was 19 and got to college. At my heaviest, I was 169 lbs. overweight, circa 2009. I guess I just stopped caring one day, because my life was hard enough without obsessing about being a certain size or weigh. It didn't really matter because when I was under weight at 132 lbs., they still told me I need to lose a little bit here or there. Now, I know they are a negative, unsupportive bunch and I just tune them out.0 -
I'm not one to really give two shakes about what others "think" of me so that never really bothered me too much. I can eat in front of others, even if it's a splurge meal. If they don't like it, they should keep their eyes on their own plates. Perhaps because I exuded the "I could care less about your opinion" attitude, I never really was bothered by anyone about my weight. I think they figured out it would just run off me like water on a duck! lol
The worse part for me is tugging at my clothes all the time if they fit too snuggly, or feeling compelled to wear loose clothing not to cover up but to simply feel comfortable in my clothes.
This made me think of one think I am glad about being fat. See, life itself is a learning process; if you don't live through some things, you don't learn anything. So, being fat in a family of fat people, and being tall in a family of short people, I have learned that you have to just accept yourself as you are right now, and, if you don't like yourself right now, work on changing the you of tomorrow.
I am tall. Several times in my life I have found family photos where my head is cut off, or almost cut off, because everyone else is down below. But, I love being tall; if someone has a problem with it, they can tell it to someone else.
I don't like being fat, so I am working on it. But, I have never tried to cover up the fact that I am fat. Yes, I do get some leeway because I am tall, and thus I don't look as fat as someone short of the same weight. I am tall enough that becoming this overweight has made me shrink almost 3 inches, and I am still tall. But, based on the story above, I learned to be confident in myself. So, I never wear baggy anything (unless it's because I am wearing my clothes until they fall off). I don't wear overly tight clothes either. I find the size that fits best, looks best, the right cut, the right color, the right everything, and I wear that. My mom often says my shirt should be longer because it ends at the hip and not below, but why? I am fat; the fat is there, and wearing a longer shirt is not going to make it go away; all it will do is make me look disproportionate and fatter.
Anyway, a lighter note to the long list of what we do not like. Not everything is bad.
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1. Never looking as good as the rest of my family who are all very slim and in shape. Being with all of them at holidays and parties is so depressing for me.
2. My insecurities; I'll never be good enough for my husband (even though we've been married 15 yrs and he's never said one bad thing about me), my kids will be embarrassed by me (they are still too young to care), people must not like me because they see me as fat, lazy, sloppy (all of which I am not!)
3. I was always worried that I wouldn't fit in rides or in airplane seats. I always have without much issue, especially now that I'm back under 200lbs. But, in my mind, I'm always too big. I wouldn't even do water slides until this year because I was afraid I'd get stuck!
4. Any picture taken of me~
5. That I couldn't just walk into any store and pick up clothes and be confident they would fit or even look good. That's still kind of the case now but I can no longer shop in the plus size stores because they are too big for me.0 -
I am fairly certain that I have never been higher than 145, but due to the way my body is set up-- inner thigh chafing and NEVER feeling like I could walk normally. Hyperawareness and always posing yourself in specific ways does not do for good focus in school.
The second suckiest was probably being overweight but not nearly as much as my mother or my sister. Having to feel graced and lucky for my smaller size, even though by the standards of public consumption (and my father) I was still not fit to be beautiful.0 -
Definitely the way I look in photos.
I get ready to go out or get dressed up and when I look in the mirror I feel happy about how I look. Then I see a picture someone has taken of me and I look way bigger than I thought.0 -
You all mentioned such good points already! I feel like ditto'ing everything.
I hate not fitting comfortably in seats or worrying about whether the seat belt in the plane will buckle. I rarely allow myself to be photographed because I hate how I look in pictures now. I also hate being the biggest person in the room. That really blows. I'm not saying anyone has ever made me feel like that, I just feel that way myself.
I hate not fitting into the cute clothes. Even if I buy the pricier plus clothes, they never look as good as my clothes did before I gained all this weight.
Overall, I just hate being fat.
Good thread!0 -
Excess sweating, hating pictures of myself and being just able to buckle the seat belt on the air plane (of course, after sucking in) Then there's the clothes shopping and the general discomfort of going out into public.0
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1) I hated all my clothes not fitting
2) hated my Dad calling me short and dumpy
3) I hated weighing at the doctor
4) I hated to unbutton jeans before I got home
5) I hated feeling bad about myself and let people disrespect me
6) I hated wearing a big ole bathingsuit, not a 2 pc or tankini
7) I hated being so hot
8) I hated feeling out of control, helpless0 -
- clothes being uncomfortable, especially jeans or pants when i sat, and the fat rolls that would result
- dreading clothes shopping
- rarely liking how I looked in pictures
- feeling unnoticed and unattractive
- low self-confidence in general!0 -
Under belly sweat (still haven't quite gotten rid of that).
Being afraid of raising my arms when I danced in case I knocked someone out with my bingo wings.
Plus size clothing makers assuming everyone over a certain size is shaped like a square.
Being invisible next to my skinnier friends
Fear of being shouted at by teenagers (happened enough times for me to now be incapable of going out in public on my own without headphones on).
The look you get at the tills when you buy chocolate or other junk food.
Having to wear tights all the time to stop thigh rub.
I do miss the personal space. Since I've lost weight people don't give me as much room as they used to!0 -
3) Everytime I visit family they're always like 'you're so fat' or 'haha the youngest and the biggest' and feel the need to mention my weight in EVERY conversation we have.
My brother-in-law visited once and when he saw me he said "Good grief you've gotten fat", to which my response was "Good grief you look old. At least I can lose weight".
Besides seats and anything with a uniform, I also hated public toilets. I never knew if there would be enough space for me to wipre my butt lol. 22kg lighter this is no longer a problem. Uniforms though ... lol0 -
Having to hold my breath to tie my shoelaces
Being so hot all the time and sweating. Now I'm cold all the freakin time.,0 -
the bein fat part...0
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Lunapark rides and airplanes ... Basically everything that was forcing me to squeez myself into a seat that is too small and a belt that is too tight
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Unlike a load of people, I didn't really have anything I hated about being fat. I felt/feel loved for who I am. I had/have colleagues/friends who respect me as a person and for my abilities and knowledge. It never stopped me from doing what I wanted, since I've never really been the type to want to climb a mountain, and I'm not into playing soccer with my daughter etc. although I've always been very active..
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Me too, for the quoted paragraph. I was/am happy. I actually pulled more guys when I weighed 200+. I can't get a man to save my life now. My biggest disappointment of being big was looking at pictures of myself. I love taking pictures, but I hated seeing them.0 -
Big vote for the pictures. Hated to have them taken, and worse, looking at them.
Also, clothes. I started at 210 lbs (currently at 140 lbs), and I was not a "cute" big girl nor did I carry it well. Complete apple shape, big belly. I had to shop in the "plus size" section. In my area, the plus size is always separate from the rest of the clothes (and a lot smaller section/choices to boot). It's embarrassing to be there because everyone (and hopefully no one you know walks by) can see that I was too big to shop in the normal size clothes. It's alienating and humiliating to be separated out like that. Now when I'm shopping, and I pass by the "plus size", I can really relate and sympathize with the women shopping in that section. Walking past all the rows upon rows of cute clothes to go to a much smaller area of clothes that have shiny beads dripping all over (because apparently designers think larger women want to stand out even more). Plus, the clothes are more expensive and not as cute or flattering as regular size clothes.
Now when I'm at the mall and I can smell the cinnabons or those yummy pretzels (or those great but high calorie coffee drinks...need I go on - the mall is full of great smelling food! LOL), all it takes is to pull out a size small shirt, put it on and see that it fits, and I think "that food is not worth it".0 -
1) When my older sisters use my clothes, even new ones, and say 'your clothes are comfortable cause they're so big! I don't have any comfortable clothes!' And I'm just there like stop buying such tightass clothes then hoe.
Dying of laughter from that last sentence.
1. Being out of breathe after 3 flights of stairs
2. The lack of energy throughout the day. It was literally a chore to drag myself and my weight around all day
3. Avoiding mirrors. I hated mirrors because they were a reflection of the truth and how badly I've taken care of myself
4. Going out, because I would constantly be worried of how I would look and getting dressed was always a struggle.0 -
I hate feeling so self-conscious all the time. Ok, I know I recently had a baby, but I've found it really hard this Summer as I haven't had the confidence to wear sundresses and I've constantly felt the need to cover up, and as a result I've been really hot. It makes me sad because I was slim pre-pregnancy and I loved last Summer.0
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I hate everything about being fat
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1) Summer. Being overweight made summer MISERABLE.
2) Travelling. Bigger clothes = less luggage space, and overweight = less stamina while travelling.
3) Pictures.0 -
+10,001Seeing myself in Pictures
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For me the worst part is having to hold my breath to tie my shoes.0
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Fwiw, I wasn't really "fat" but definitely chubby.
1) Looking terrible naked
2) Clothes fitting tight
3) Low self esteem
4) I couldn't really run and generally hated it. Now I love it. Less weight to carry around. 0 -
Getting in and out of cars.0
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My double chin0
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breaking a chair then having everyone try to say the chair was old or worn out haha...0
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Wearing clothes just because they fit, not necessary because I think their cute or like them.
Not going on rides with my daughter, fearing that they won't be able to close the safety bar
Not feeling like the person I know I am0 -
I think the thing I really hate most about being over weight is how it makes me feel in my relationship....I have a man in my life that loves me and I cant help but always think that hes seeing someone else or that hes not attracted to me because of how I look/feel. I want to be able to enjoy my relationship without the fact that I feel unattractive or unlovable because of my weight!0
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