I'm sure some of you have reached the point where you feel like your clothing has turned into
tents and
tablecloths.
So I went clothes shopping at a department store, and of course went to the "women's" plus section on autopilot, and none of the shirts seem to fit! Eee gads.
So I started thinking... could I actually be in the "regular" misses size shirts already?? So I left the "safety" of the plus size area (which is always stuffed into a remote corner of some godforsaken area of the department store, so as to shield the "normal" people from the fat people), and ventured into the mainstream.
What a surprise a got! No, it wasn't the clothes, it was how I felt... like I didn't belong. Like a salesperson was going to spot me, point her finger at me, and scream "fatty, go home!", accompanied by alarm bells and strobe lights. I felt seriously weird being in the misses clothing. I was actually worried about what the other shoppers would think of me being there! Boy, being obese has really screwed with my mind. I've never felt discriminated against, and I've never felt like people treated me differently. But what a number I do on myself!
Anyhoo, turns out I now wear a 16W shirt, which is about as easy to find in a department store as a racoon on roller skates.