tranquil_butterfly
Well-Known Member
I spent what for me was a long time out today in our town having a mooch around the shops. I am not a fan of shopping – I do it when I absolutely need to. It was a nice day and I had a few things to do and feeling a lot more mobile than I was 6 months ago I decided to take advantage of my mood
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I made the mistake however of popping into our only department store to see if I could get measured for a new bra. It was one of the most humiliating experiences of my life. I knew it was not going to be good when the first comment the assistant made when I asked her what I needed to take off was “Take your top off and leave on your bra if you are wearing one”. I asked her if I was looking that saggy and she said yes. It went downhill from there. By the end of it I do not know who was feeling more embarrassed between the two of us. It was not helped when I overheard her saying to her colleague that she could not even get the last bra she brought for me to try over them – meaning my breasts – but it was the way she said it.
We decided after about 6 different tries and her colleague also coming in to ‘help’ (or wanting to see for herself the size of my boobs) that they would not have anything to fit. We did however ascertain that my back size has reduced from 50+ to about 36/38 but the cup size is the issue. It was almost worth the humiliation to at least find that out. I will go back to my usual online supplier on Monday and talk over with them what I should try. At least they know how to provide customer care.
It struck me having been through that experience that overweight people put up with a lot in terms of how they are treated. I felt less than human after the experience and then thought about other experiences of shopping in the past – the snide remarks and pitying looks you get from assistants and then I realised why I do not like shopping. I also realised despite having lost what I have, I still have a long, long way to go. I did feel a bit depressed when I got home. However having sat and thought about it for a while I decided this needs a new mindset – it is going to take a long time to get anywhere near ‘normal’ size. However, it will be worth it in the end – and it is about keeping going and not letting this defeat me.
I felt like running out of the place after the experience but I thought no...do not let them drive you out and I had a look around at a few other things. I talked to a nice lady in haberdashery where I stumbled on a session where you can knit and chat. It looked interesting so I may pop in again one Saturday with my knitting needles and start knitting again.
The good thing was I did not react to it by coming home and eating my way out of the depression I felt – not that I can with the restriction I have – so something positive came out of the day.
Just thought I would share
TB x
.I made the mistake however of popping into our only department store to see if I could get measured for a new bra. It was one of the most humiliating experiences of my life. I knew it was not going to be good when the first comment the assistant made when I asked her what I needed to take off was “Take your top off and leave on your bra if you are wearing one”. I asked her if I was looking that saggy and she said yes. It went downhill from there
. By the end of it I do not know who was feeling more embarrassed between the two of us. It was not helped when I overheard her saying to her colleague that she could not even get the last bra she brought for me to try over them – meaning my breasts – but it was the way she said it.We decided after about 6 different tries and her colleague also coming in to ‘help’ (or wanting to see for herself the size of my boobs
) that they would not have anything to fit. We did however ascertain that my back size has reduced from 50+ to about 36/38 but the cup size is the issue. It was almost worth the humiliation to at least find that out. I will go back to my usual online supplier on Monday and talk over with them what I should try. At least they know how to provide customer care.It struck me having been through that experience that overweight people put up with a lot in terms of how they are treated. I felt less than human after the experience and then thought about other experiences of shopping in the past – the snide remarks and pitying looks you get from assistants and then I realised why I do not like shopping. I also realised despite having lost what I have, I still have a long, long way to go. I did feel a bit depressed when I got home. However having sat and thought about it for a while I decided this needs a new mindset – it is going to take a long time to get anywhere near ‘normal’ size. However, it will be worth it in the end – and it is about keeping going and not letting this defeat me.
I felt like running out of the place after the experience but I thought no...do not let them drive you out and I had a look around at a few other things. I talked to a nice lady in haberdashery where I stumbled on a session where you can knit and chat. It looked interesting so I may pop in again one Saturday with my knitting needles and start knitting again
. The good thing was I did not react to it by coming home and eating my way out of the depression I felt – not that I can with the restriction I have – so something positive came out of the day.
Just thought I would share
TB x
