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I was called Miss Piggy all throughout middle school. In reference to my nose AND my weight.

My brother-in-law noticed I had put on some weight since starting college. (Which, I might add, was a GOOD thing since I started out underweight at the time.) It was Thanksgiving, and all through the evening he kept mentioning how fat my thighs were, how I shouldn't be wearing those shorts, etc. When dinner was served and I passed on the salad because I couldn't eat raw veggies at the time, he said, "Maybe you should eat some more of that salad and you wouldn't have this problem."

That was the first time I ever cussed in front of my mom. It was the F word. I felt bad for talking like that in front of my mom, but it had to be said. Loudly. :laugh:

Then after I had my first child, I had lost all the baby weight and then some and was struggling to keep on weight. A "friend" told me that I looked like a skeleton. I didn't. We're no longer friends.

Never had anything like the above said to me, but my dad said something like "So you're finally doing something" when he found out I had started running.
He honestly thought that was the best way to show his support, though, and I must say it stings a lot less now.

The "ex" saying I was a full dressed Harley, with saddlebags. (I was 5' 5" and at most 130 pounds, ---- don't think so!)

I've had a few, but the worst were all dance related:

Dance company teacher, freshman year of high school-
She stopped us in the middle of dancing and said "Stephanie, suck in your stomach."

Dance company member, freshman year of high school-
"At least I don't look like I'm going to have children."

Dance team, sophomore year of high school-
"At least I don't look fat in the leotard like you."

My sister, sometime in high school when I took an extra donut hole-
"No wonder you're so fat."

People are cruel.

I met with a friend to show him the new me and he said that I needed to stop losing weight because my head was getting big :grumble:

I was 12 and my mom was fitting me for dress she was sewing. She saw stretch marks on my breasts and said I had them because I was so damn fat. I was 5'3.5" same height I am now and weighed 120 lbs. I wore a "C" cup by 5th grade so no wonder I had stretch marks.That still makes me cry. My mom and I are not best friends.

My grandfather used to say things like "Leyna, doesn't care about her weight." while I was eating- it didn't even have to be bad for you food. Once I was eating a cinnamon roll & he turned to my sister & goes "Looks like your sister is going to have to do a few laps around the park." We lived near a park with a mile & half track around it.

I wasn't even *that* big I was 5'6" & 145-150lbs. It really made me feel like crap but didn't make me want to stop eating.

One of the women i worked with once said
"Hosanna, you've gained so much weight! You were looking so good before, but you've put it back on!"

I try and convince myself that such comments may be appropriate in this woman's particular culture (she was not from Australia), but at the same time i struggled to comprehend how those comments could be appropriate for ANYONE!

Also, i'm a nurse and work with a lot of elderly people with dementia... they have a way of saying things that are not appropriate, but you can't hold it against them, considering it's usually not the sort of thing they would say were they of sound mind... It still hurts though.

conversely though, guys...how great is it to have someone point out that you've lost weight?

i don't like it haha - too much attention.

conversely though, guys...how great is it to have someone point out that you've lost weight?

These are making me sad for all of us. I have had a few, but none in recent years. I may give off a don't eff with me vibe now, idk. Lol

I remember being stopped by a guy on a busy street in downtown Osaka, and a guy started chatting me up, some German guy (accent) - foreigners often just talked to each other, so I didn't think anything of it, he was asking me what I was doing that night, etc. As soon as I answered, "oh, I'm meeting my FIANCE (now dh) and we're going for a drink.. ", he said, "oh, is he also very fat?". I told him to go eff himself, and he replied, "oh, you F#*'?". And I walked away. It's funny, because at the time I didn't GET that he was insulting my weight *because* I was taken. He resorted to that because I wasn't going home with him, so he had to bring me down. Up until that moment? Classic pickup. :-P

I was also teased mercilessly through all of Jr High by this group of boys - they called me a fat cow. Funny thing, I wasn't fat at the time. I was *maybe* a sz 12, clumsy, hadn't grown into my body.. But yep, every fat insult in the book. And I took it all in, believed every word, ate and ate. Silver lining to that story - earlier this year I got an *email* out of the blue from the main offender out of those boys. A sincere, heartfelt apology for making my life hell all of those years ago. I wasn't expecting it, I full on wept in reading it. I forgave him and I had some closure. I was so grateful to get that, I know that not everyone does.

Most of my friends have been gamer geeks, so remarks about fat just didn't exist. The worst i've ever gotten has been from my family, but there were so many nothing in particular stood out except my aunt's 'Shamu' jokes about my black and white striped bikini (I was 9) and my sister's 'innocuous' comment about "Yeah, I don't know where all your weight comes from...everyone else in the family is Thin..." (last week...and utter bull****).

My dad was always horrible about my weight...

"You should lose weight, I'm getting sick of watching you waddle around the house."
"Aren't you embarrassed with yourself when you look like THAT?"
"-grabbing love handles after my boyfriend dumped me- You see this? This is why nobody wants to date you."
"(after I lost my first 20lbs at age 12) That's it? I thought you were trying."
"You have the potential of being really attractive if your face wasn't so chubby."
"If I had a dime for the amount of times you opened the fridge we could pay off the house."

I dealt with this from when i was about 10 years old to age 17, when my dad had his stroke.
I had to go to therapy over it, and it really messed me up, but I'm trying to view myself more positively.
I know my dad was sincerely trying to help me... He thought because I was so stubborn (like him), if he told me I couldn't do something I'd work hard to do it. Which in a way worked because I lost 60lbs when I was 12 because of his comments.

Now that he's not at home (he's in a long-term nursing facility), it's actually hard for me to lose the weight I gained once he had his stroke (from depression and not watching, since nobody made comments to me). I'm not excusing the rude comments he made though, not one bit.

Oh I forgot to add my dad was overweight as well. He was heavy-set and acted like he was thin.
Yeah, sure, dad.