I hate being squashed in a plane seat having to ask for aisle seat as my fat hangs over the middle seat. Once i came on a plane to see a man and his son sitting on my row. The little boy who was in the middle seat stated crying to his dad and was whispering dad that fat woman is squashing me i want to move seats over and over. The father kept looking at me then to his wife who was sitting on the opposite row with his daughter. i was so embarrassed and asked the hostess that once every one was seated could i move as i whispered I'm causing the boy such distress . Once i lose weight i would love to meet them again.
To be able to go out with my children to the park.
To shop in normal high street shops for clothes and shoes
To be able to cut my own toenails instead of waiting for a chiropody appointment.
And most of all to possibly eliminate the type 2 diabeties
I hate being squashed in a plane seat having to ask for aisle seat as my fat hangs over the middle seat. Once i came on a plane to see a man and his son sitting on my row. The little boy who was in the middle seat stated crying to his dad and was whispering dad that fat woman is squashing me i want to move seats over and over. The father kept looking at me then to his wife who was sitting on the opposite row with his daughter. i was so embarrassed and asked the hostess that once every one was seated could i move as i whispered I'm causing the boy such distress . Once i lose weight i would love to meet them again.
For me it's not getting stuck in the bath. At one point my wrist joints were so sore that I couldn't heave myself from the sitting position. I would try to turn myself over on to my knees but there just was not any room. Many a day I sat in desperation and crying as I was stuck in the bath. Not happened in a few years as I have not been at my heaviest. But I was getting back up there and it was becoming more difficult
I have thin arms and legs. I am a true apple shape...when I was younger I was often asked when my baby was due. I was in Greece one year and my landlady brought me fruit off her trees every morning. No one else was getting them.. One day she brought me wee treats and came up and rubbed my tummy. I was mortified :-(
I can relate. When I married my second husband (in Switzerland) the florist kept saying "just in time, eh?!" and we ignored him. Finally after a few of those, he asked me when I was due. I was mortified and said "I'm not pregnant, I'm just fat!". He wasn't even embarrassed, very typically Swiss. While living in Switzerland, I was sat on a bench waiting for a bus. A lady and her 3ish year old sat down next to me. The kid proceeded to start poking a fat roll sticking out over my jeans. I turned and asked her what she was doing (in English, I didn't have the presence of mind to ask in German). Kid didn't even look embarrassed and the mother only muttered something and looked annoyed, as if having a fat roll sticking out was a perfect plaything for a child and I shouldn't have questioned her.
Oh my Godddddd!!!! Wth? I'm so sorry you had to go through this, I actually have a similar experience with a French teenage girl.
For me it's being less noticeable. I'm very big and I attend a very high end university with mostly rich kids who never had to learn what compassion is! There were a lot of hurtful comments and somehow I'm always seen as lazy and a drag, even though I work twice as hard and get decent grades. It doesn't help that I just turned 30 and they're all in their early 20s!
That's lovely weightless xxx
Well girls, all these comments will all be behind us. Having yo yo'd for years being thin at times, curvy and also gross I have experienced the difference in treatment. When your fat you are dismissed as unworthy. You are not taken seriously, you are discriminated against and unfortunately there is no protection under the law
I remember sitting on a flight when I had lost 5 stone. I was comfortable. The girl I. Front of me was really heavy, she had to put her seat back just to get room to eat her meal. My husband was saying "get her told - she should put that seat up" I hissed at him to shut up. I felt so sorry for her, because the year before I had been her. And was again before the start of this journey
Being very fat is a miserable existence full of joint pain, sweaty bits and discomfort. It hard enough just to get through each day without others judging and commenting. People suck sometimes :-(
Love it Niggly! Relate to the hammock shop. I am a 38 HH sometimes a 38 J. Thank god for Bravisimo! Most of my life I have had to wear big Doreen bras. Gross. And looking like it came out of blacks of greenocks -the tent manufacturer