I agree with all of you
 

When I was 17 I reached my all-time peak weight of +/- 250 (wearing a sz 22).

I then lost it and maintained at more or less 170 until very recently.

That episode left me with :

- Horribly sagging breasts /w stretch marks at the armpits when they deflated.
- Stretch marks around tummy area, stretch marks on biceps
- Sagging cellulite on my ass
- Darker skin where my thighs rubbed against one another

Since I ballooned back up to 215, I've noticed :

- Breasts got bigger but did not go back up. Now they're just sagging lower.
- NEW stretch marks criss crossing the old ones. Sexy as hell.
- I'm out of breath when I climb up to my 3rd story apartment.
- I'm crazy uncomfortable in intimate relationships with boyfriend.
- I have fat rolls from where my back fat rolls over my bra strap. Also sexy.
- I have less energy and I'm generally in a shitty mood.
- My belly restricts me from bending over to tie my shoes, resulting in me having to spread my legs to accomodate it. That's unacceptable.
- My face is swollen to the point that old acquaintances didn't recognize me.
- I was asked if I was pregnant.
- Shorts ride up between my thighs in an awkward and uncomfortable way.
- I get worse service now than I did at 170.

Being fat sucks.

Reasons:

I hate because I haven’t heard those sweet „I Love You” words in years.

I hate because people are so curious to find why I gained weight and how much.

I hate to go to classes because all the other students are thin and able to wear sexy clothes and I’m not. I hate that my family thinks the reason I don’t go often to school and this year was a bad one for my exams is just that I’m a fat and lazy person. I hate that makes me feel stupid and now idiocy is another thing I worry about, among my high weight and money problems.

I hate this depression and these death thoughts I am struggling every single moment. I hate to wake up in the morning. I can’t find a single reason to live another miserable day.

Again, I hate me because I can’t wear great clothes and I’m crying watching the ones from when I was thin and beautiful.

I hate my skin because is very dry and has red marks.

I hate my hair.

I hate my smile so I make an effort not to smile in public. Also, I hate my sad face.

I hate that I don’t have one lovable thing in myself.

I hate 101 more things that are in connection with my person. But most of all I hate that now I'm such a gloomy and covered in fear person when once I was a shinny, funny, beautiful, caring person.

great dane,

Are you still here on the board?

I am so sorry that no one has responded to you yet.

One thing that we all have to remember is that we are not our bodies. We are defined by our souls. That is what is lovable about us. You are lovable. You have been created by the most High God. You are wrong to think that because you are not happy with parts of your body that you are worthless.

If you can't believe that then that is a sign that you need to find some help for your depression and death thoughts.

Sometimes we make choices that lead to a body that we are not happy with, so we make different choices. Learn to take care of your skin and hair and work with what you are given.

Some of us frankly did not win the genetic lottery, but you are not your skin, or your hair, or your fat rolls. You could have been born with a painful disease, or a mental disability or you could have to live with disfigured skin from a fire.

Being fat is not fun, but we can do something about it. We have to keep perspective. Life is to short to hate yourself.

Hello addict1000 :wave: !
Thank you for your message :rose:. You are so nice!
Actually I didn't expect a message. This is just a thread where I can write with confidence my thoughts because nobody knows me :p.

Great Dane:

I agree!! It's great to be able to just be free and write your TRUE feelings....like a type of THERAPY almost.

But yeah, just beware that there are people out here who CARE and have been through a LOT of difficult things themselves and so just naturally want to help when they see someone crying out.

:rheart: :rheart: :rheart:

Oh good,

I have been worried. Sometimes we all need to just say things and then we have it off of our chest. You never know though. You hear stories all the time of people who fall through the cracks and nobody took the things they said seriously.

I am a firm believer in the power of thought. What we think, we create. Self hate (while easy sometimes) can throw us off track...


anyway back to the thread. Why it sucks to be fat.


You know what I hate about being fat. I hate that you can diet and workout for along time....and still be fat! Thin people get rewarded for their efforts by being thin. Fat people can lose significant amounts of weight and still be considered fat!

I remember going from like 250 to 200 looking in the mirror thinking that easily another 25 needed to go and just gave up at that point, headed back to 238 in very little time.

This whole thread made me cry for two reasons...
1.) I'm 85 lbs over weight and I can relate to a lot of it...
2.) My wife has to be the most beautiful woman in the world, but inside and out and I can feel her pain in this thread...she's never told me any of these things; though I know they must exist for her.

My heart breaks for her...and being a husband, I'm guilty of not telling her how special and beautiful she is often enough...

Well, it's not too late. You can always start to brighten her day ;)

Love This Thread
 

It's so freeing....

1. avoiding weddings and parties because I don't look/feel good
2. stretchmarks on top of stretchmarks
3. chub rub
4. shorts
5. the nagging complaint of being fat and not changing it
6. knowing what so many people think of fat people
7. always feeling like a burden/in the way
8. SHOES!!

geeze I could go on forever...oh wait
Listening to my skinny friend talk about how fat she is, and then thinking that I haven't been her weight since fifth grade, and may never be that weight!

Listening to my skinny friend about how I should lose weight and asking me if I'm gonna make that bypass gastric surgery. Also listening to her how we should order some pizza and watch a movie.

Allright, here we go.

1. Not being able to buy clothes that fit and look good. I live in Greece and trust me the market is too limited comparing to the USA. Biggest jeans size I can find here is 40.
2. I am on foot for like 10 hours per day and I have back and feet pains. Totally sucks, I feel like I am 50 instead of 22.
3. Low energy... Sometimes I think that if I did not have to work or study I would spend several hours sleeping instead of having fun.
4. Feeling terrified as I grow up. Been obese my whole life I have missed all those amazing simple things like swimining with friends (Greece is awsome right now with the beaches and stuff but I dont feel like puting a swimsuit on...), going to parties, putting on that sexy black dress...
5. Unable to put on a pair of jeans and a nice shirt and feel OK(well almost achieved that last year when I got down to 187 pounds.)
6. My dear bf and I have decided to go on vacation (first time for me) and I have to do research in order to pick an island that is awsome but without many people. Yeh try that in August in greece.(I ll have to be drunk to appear with swimsuit in a crowded beach)
7. Being in a place where summer lasts almost 5 months might be a blessing for most but a hell for me. Summer clothes do not cover much and sweating sucks.
8. One word. Discrimination. (lol, hope I spelled that correctly)
9. Avoiding to go home. My parents leave in this small traditional village that has a population of 400 people during the winter. Everyone knows me , many are relatives and they comment on my weight everytime they see me. That is so uncomfortable.
10. Finding a job is hard. Allthough I have plenty of experience and I am a very hard working person(the kind of person that will stay overtime and help without asking for more money) I know I have been rejected many times because of my weight.
11. My fathers' worries. He is an awsome person, I adore him. But one of his best friends died years ago from a heart attack. She was mordibly obese and that had a huge effect on him. Even when i was like 14 he was worried that I would get more and more weight and get sick.
12. My family members are so thin. My father who is 46 is in great shape, he actually looks 38 or so. My mother and brother are of those lucky people that can eat anything and stay skinny.

I have more, Ill be back :P
P.S Sorry for my bad english.

NubCake!
 

Your English is amazing! :thup: As I read your post, I thought "what's a young English girl doing living in Greece?" You sure had me fooled!

And yes, I think most of us here can relate to what you say. :agree:

Thank you very much SyraH. Best of luck with your journey!

Such a great thread. Ditto, yep and I second that!

For me, my super sux moment came just a short time ago. An ex boyfriend is in town and wanted to have lunch. I lied and said I'm out of town. He'll be back in October so I HAVE to be down a bit by then.

My grrr moment is when the family went out to Outback Steakhouse and we had to have a table because I couldn't squeeze into the booth seat.

this is the best thread i have read since i came on here. i have expirenced every single one of these things that have been listed. i have recently been going through a bunch of old pictures and i noticed that i dont have ONE of myself from the last 10 years. i am always the one holding the camera. this had a big impact on me because it is like i was never there. i am not part of those memories. well i know i am but its hard to look at all my friends and how they are so confident and happy and all i can think is i am hiding behind the camera. i have lost so many chances at having a good time. i would never go out to parties or go with friends to a new place because i was afraid of being singled out and made to feel like an outsider. most of my friends were thin and although they didnt say things to me about my weight the also wouldnt stick up for me really. i feel like society thinks that being fat is almost a punishment for being bad. like i deserve to be fat for. i have even has moments at work where i have felt harrassed because of my weight. no one can know how this feels untill they expirence it for themselves. and not in a "Fat Suit" that you can take off and return to you regular life. i just want to wake up in the morning and not immediatly think about my weight. i would like to live a little

I'm constantly paranoid that I'm dying. I didn't use to be this way. But my husband told me in February that he wants a divorce and now I'm the only one on this earth to take care of my boys. If something happens to me, they have nobody. So I have to get healthy, but the more I think about it, the more I want some chocolate ice cream or cake or something not good for me. It's like a vicious cycle of worrying and eating wrong.

The obvious health risks are huge. But I also don't want to embarrass my boys. I'm a fat mom. I hate the way I look and feel. I do get out and play with them. But I am to the point that I mostly want to stay home. I know that's not good. They are active in sports. I don't want them to be like me. I feed my kids healthier than almost everyone on the teams they are on. Would someone please kick me in the a** to get me going?

Carianne,

Carriane,

It sounds like you've already found the motivation to get going (your kids) so you are on your way, right?

I'd say give yourself a couple weeks to grieve all the changes in your life, and focus on one or two small changes to get yourself feeling better. (drinking some water, getting enough sleep, perhaps a checkup at the doctor to let him/her know you plan to start a weight loss program) You shouldn't have to be a superhero when you are coping with the stress of a divorce and more.

I'm just getting started with my weightloss too. It's intimidating at the beginning, so I'm trying to focus on one small step at a time. I gave myself a week to read the new Atkins book, two weeks to experiment with some recipes, and it was a month before I started the work.

JustSmurfy :cool:

1 chaffing

2 weighing more than my boyfriends

3 not being able to enjoy certain positions because i'm worried if he'll notice my back rolls.

4 sleeping with the first guy that seemed interested because i was worried i'd die a virgin.

5 always having to ask sales associates where the plus size section is or asking for a bigger size.

6 having to spend more money on bras because of the size of my chest.

7 not being able to find cute bras or underwear in my size.

8 having to buy queen size nylons...wtf if that about queen? huh? why not small medium and large what's with the queen.

9 wanting to look sexy in boyfriends clothes but they're too small.

10 having skinnier friends call themselves fat in front of me.

11 plus size clothes always look like they belong on a fashion challenged teenager or a 60 year old woman.

12 the people who design plus size clothes being idiots and screwing up the proportions on clothes. too big in the waist but tiny in the arms. too wide or too long

13 feeling like my ankles are gunna break if i wear sexy tall stilletos.

14 losing feeling in my toes after wearing even moderately high heels.

15 feeling like everyone is judging me when i eat ice cream or candy in public.

16 waiters giving me the are you sure look when i say no to dessert and then giving me the same look if i do order dessert. just can't win with them.

more than 10 but i've got millions more
oh

17 being worried my boyfriends family or friends won't like me or approve of me because i'm fat.

1) After trying on clothes, the sales person asks if you need a bigger size through the door!
2) Fluorescent Lights, need I say more?
3) Taking an exercise class, and noticing you are the biggest person there
4) Not being able to do all the exercise in the class^
5) When eating low calorie, my smaller friends would still stuff their face, and not gain weight
6) The rejection of people not laughing with you when trying to make a fat joke
7) Always being the fat best friend, with great personality
8) Having guys you used to like tell you, if only they knew how great you were before they started dating the skinny bimbo clone
9) Finding excuses not to be in photo's
10) Trying on clothes
11) Those friends that tell you you're not fat, and let you eat that whopper meal with king sized fries and drinks
12) Constantly adjusting your clothes
13) The fat waddle, instead of regular walking
14) When your walking by someone in a hallway, and they give you more room than you need to get by, WAY more
15) When you order a diet drink at a restaurant and the waiter gives you that "who are you trying to kid" look
16) Wearing skirt, tank tops, or anything that shows skin
17) Worrying about flab being visible to other people
18) Getting intimate with a man in the light
19) Sweating under rolls
20) Not being able to look at yourself without hating what you see

Just some of my reasons why it sucks to be fat.

Avoiding the club scene because being the chick who no one is looking at, would hurt too much.

Wearing long jeans all summer!

Being nervous about meeting friends of your s/o because you're nervous that they'll think you're too fat.

Being the hot one until someone thinner and mildly attractive steps into the picture.

I 've been there so I know exactly how you feel.
Stick with low carb, it really works. Not just for weight loss. You will be in great health and your skin and hair will look great as well.
I think you are beautiful anyway but when you hit your goal you will be stunning.
Best of luck with your journey =)

The worst thing about being fat...

I'm 50 pounds heavier than my 6'4 husband. I'm only 5'3.

Sex, we average 2 times a month. Horrible considering we are 27 & 28.

The fact that my 3 yr old son is starting to realize mommy is bigger than most other mommy's. :(

I'm on BP meds at such a young age.

Buying clothes for my thin daughter and the salesladies coming over to say that they don't have that in my size. Ya! I know that, I can read!

Knowing that I'm fat, but then I see a picture of myself at a friends birthday party and thinking, "Holy &*$! I'm THAT big? THAT'S what I look like??" And then being totally depressed because you felt so cute when you got dressed for the party.

Wearing a sports bra instead of an underwire around the house for comfort and to minimize sagging...then catching sight of yourself in the mirror and without the boobs to stick out a little, it just looks like a slab o' flab on your torso.

I just say; Pants, pants, pants!!!

- I just can't find fitting pants, thin legs and a doughnut around my waist.
Seriously, nothing fits!

- Hey, big guy.

- Not feeling healthy.

- Stretch marks on a guy...

OK so seriously I hate my thighs touching when I walk. It was quiet in the house at night and I was wearing short pajama shorts. As I walked across the room I heard this strange loud whooshing sound. OMG is that me? Is that my blubber swooshing together? YUCK!

This one item is to me, all in how you look at it. I don't know how old you are, but at an age over 45, I looked at it as appearing young enough to be pregnant. Being the particular shape of fat that I am, I naturally do look pregnant. Everything in an old fashioned maternity store (the kind that sells smocks, remember?) would be shaped for me. On top of that, my biggest issue with obesity is that it makes me feel like I look OLD.
So, when the young dutch girl at the ski resort sat down next to me at a table and managed to communicate in broken English that she thought it was great that 'they let me ski', my confusion gave way to mirth, to realize she thought I was pregnant. My 47 year old smile was genuine and I just nodded and agreed.