What do/did you hate most about being fat?

...oh yeah, and pictures, ughh! Hate having my picture taken, & therefore, don't do it - so not many pictures of me. Instead, I am the picture taker.

Constantly being the fat friend on nights out.
Not being able to wear the clothes I like.
Feeling self-concious during sex (maybe TMI).
Not being able to enjoy summer because I was too self-concious of showing any skin.
Feeling like people judged me when eating out.
Being tagged in photos.
Constantly being too warm.
Chub rub.

I could go on and on, but I think they're the most important.

I've read all these comments and nodded along in agreement.

I like me but I HATE EVERYTHING ABOUT BEING FAT!!!
I want the outside me to reflect the inside me.
I want to LOOK like I FEEL and I can't do that effectively being heavy.

Might be different if people treated you the same either way but most of them don't and that's the reality of it.

hopefully I'm learning the value of appearance without the shallowness.

I always hate seeing myself in pictures or in the mirror. That's what I hate the most. I don't like being so uncomfortable in my own body that I can't stand to look at myself. I don't like being so uncomfortable in my body that I pushed my wedding back an entire year so I could lose weight because I was terrified of how I would look in my dress and in the pictures!

I don't have a problem with seats, but I always worry about clothes.

I hate being the fat friend.

Laying down and having my boobs in my throat
Seeing myself in pictures
Feeling uncomfortable in public (especially if food is involved)
Snide comments from strangers
Worrying about not fitting into a seat/uniform/isle/behind someones chair in a dining room/harnesses or gear.


The only two that still really bug me are

Chub Rub
and
Strangers saying I need to loose weight because they're worried about my health. (B--- please. You just don't like looking at my rolls lol)

Being marked by my clothing.
Knee pain.
Being invisible to men (im serious).
Bras don't fit right (boobs don't gain as much as rest of body - I told you, I'm abnormal!)
Refusing to buy fat clothes and wearing out everything I have that still fits.

On a plus side, I'm not THAT fat so it's definitely reversible.

The fact that I got asked the are you pregnant question over and over 6 months after I had my daughter I lost 40lbs I dont get asked that question now but I still have 15 more to get to my goal

ugh my abdominal apron

I've already posted what I hate most about being fat and the long list of additional things that have been added by MFP's could fill a book. I just wanted to thank everyone for their honesty. I often hear of overweight people saying that their weight doesn't bother them, it bother's other people but if that were the case we wouldn't be here. We didn't gain the weight for their benefit so why would we lose it for them.
We're here because we're just plain sick and tired of it for ALL of the reasons listed on this Topic. Won't it be wonderful when we don't have to feel this way any more? Let's keep at it, let's work together to get it one. For ourselves and no one else. We deserve to be happy and feel good about ourselves. :flowerforyou:

In no particular order, the things I've hated recently:

Not fitting/fear of not fitting in airplane seat, stadium seat, theatre seat, amusement park ride;

The look I get when someone thinks I'm going to be sitting next to (on top of!) them in above mentioned seats;

Having to pass through to get to a middle seat - where does one put their azz?

Too ashamed to go swimming.

Boob sweat.

Not being able to wear jeans because they cut in weird places/fall down/don't zip up.

Also, I'm a double bass player and singer. Seeing performance pictures of my arms and big face on stage were disheartening.

I often hear of overweight people saying that their weight doesn't bother them, it bother's other people but if that were the case we wouldn't be here. We didn't gain the weight for their benefit so why would we lose it for them.

it really didn't. I was told I had to lose it in order to be a candidate for kidney donation. so I lost it for the recipient's benefit.

Hm where to start... well I've ripped 3 pairs of pants this year cause I'm too big for them so that definitely sucks!!

1) Pictures. I HATED seeing riding photos and I would just pick myself apart.
2) Airplane seats.
3) Getting to the point where I wasn't able to do that sport I loved (horseback riding) and couldn't find snowboarding pants that fit.
4) Not having any self confidence anymore

.... lots of things. I still struggle with self image daily, but it is getting better.

Phoebe, I mean this in a totally non-creepy way: I love you. :flowerforyou:

We're here because we're just plain sick and tired of it for ALL of the reasons listed on this topic.
Won't it be wonderful when we don't have to feel this way any more?

using the "normal" size stalls in the rest room.. i always felt like i was squished...

Yep. I used to always use the handicap stall. Now I'm OK with a regular one most of the time. Still like the extra space though.

Not being able to fit into some restaurant booths

So you politely tell the hostess that you'd prefer a table. They should have asked your preference to begin with.

I am tall, and it's hard enough to find long enough sleeves and pants, but to find them in plus sizes... practically impossible

Yes! I sew. Altering patterns to make them longer is pretty easy.
I've even learned a little bit about making patterns, when I couldn't find something I wanted in my (fat) size.
And ready to wear fat clothes are usually ugly tents.

I had to go to a lingere shop to get a bra that fit, because there's nothing in a big enough cup in local department stores even though I'm down to "only" a 38 band. It's a very comfortable bra, but I really didn't have $60 to spend. (And the other one they sold me doesn't fit quite right; the sales gal said to pull it way down in back, which I've never worn a bra that way! I'm going to post it on ebay & get some money toward buying another that actually fits.)

I hate photos. I strenuously avoid them.
I've had a few taken as I've lost weight, just to document, but still avoid cameras.

I hated being winded & unwilling to walk up stairs. Seriously, my bedroom is upstairs & I used to plan my day so I'd only have to walk up once, to go to bed. Thankfully, that's no longer an issue. I can walk for several miles at a time now.

I hate(d) the way I feel & look, the judgment of others (though I tried to pretend it didn't matter).
Still not ready to say that I feel pretty, or attractive, but I'm a lot better looking than I used to be.

I hate small chairs. The gym I go to has small chairs _with_ _arms_ in the lobby. How stupid is that?!
But now that I've lost 50 lb, I finally fit in them.
I always worried on a plane about spilling over the armrest.

Thigh seams on pants wearing out from rubbing.
Shorts riding up between my legs when I walked.

I hated weighing at the doctor

Oh, yes... my doctor's office staff (my GP) started getting annoyed at me when I'd refuse to be weighed. (Or have my blood pressure or temp checked when it had nothing to do with why I was being seen.)
The last time I was in I was down over 50 lb, so let them record it. My doctor was impressed & happy with me.


Things I'm liking about myself now...
I am so happy to finally be developing muscles & losing fat!
One of my last checkups with the weight clinic, the doctor was poking at my abdomen to check something & she paused & said, "I can feel your ribs". I smiled back & said, "ain't it great?!"
I can look at myself in the mirror & think, "you're doing OK". There's a long way to go, but overall I'm happy with where I am. Only 3 problem areas: bingo wings, belly pudge, and a bit on the thighs & upper butt that's not proportional to the rest of the (still fat) body.


One good thing about being larger, it's easier to carry concealed on-body. I used to be able to hide a full-size pistol by wearing a loose shirt, even in front of a class (among other things, I'm a firearm safety instructor), and they'd be surprised (when we got around to discussing holsters) to learn that the pistol they saw on my hip wasn't the only one I had. Not sure I could pull that off now, though the boobs still give decent drapeage to cover a belly band holster.