I HATE THE STRETCH MARKS.
I HATE HAVING TO SHOP AT “PLUS SIZED STORES” BECAUSE I CAN’T FIT THE CLOTHES IN REGULAR DEPARTMENT STORES.
I HATE HAVING TO WEAR SHAPE-WEAR WHERE EVER I GO TO CONCEAL MY FAT ROLLS.
I HATE THAT WALK OF SHAME I HAVE WHENEVER I WALK TO THE SCALE AT THE DOCTORS. AND I HATE BEING TOO ASHAMED TO TELL OTHERS MY WEIGHT.
I HATE BEING EMBARRASSED TO EAT IN PUBLIC.
I HATE FEELING “TOO FAT” TO MEET NEW PEOPLE BECAUSE ALL THEY’RE GOING TO SEE IS MY SIZE.
I HATE BEING TIRED WHEN I WALK UP A FEW STAIRS.
I HATE WHEN I WALK PAST A GROUP OF PRETTY AND THIN FEMALES THE FEELING OF INTIMIDATION I GET THAT COMES OVER ME.
I HATE THAT MY BODY DOESN’T STOP MOVING UNTIL 30 SECONDS AFTER I DO.
I HATE NOT BEING ABLE TO WEAR A BATHING SUIT.
I HATE NOT WANTING TO TAKE PICTURES WITH MY OWN FRIENDS AND FAMILY BECAUSE OF MY WEIGHT. WHEN I DO TAKE PICTURES NONE OF THEM HIT BELOW THE NECK AND THEY’RE ALL EDITED.
I HATE HAVING DIFFICULTY GETTING IN AND OUT OF MY CAR BECAUSE MY STOMACH RUBBING AGAINST THE STEERING WHEEL.
I HATE MY LEGS HAVING TO WALK AROUND EACH OTHER.
I HATE WEARING HOODIES IN 98 DEGREE WEATHER TO HID MY FAT. I’D RATHER BE HOT THAN REVEAL MY ROLLS.
I HATE NOT BEING ABLE TO WEAR SHORTS OR TANK TOPS IN THE SUMMER TIME.
I HAVE HAVING EXCESSIVE PERSPIRING COMPARED TO THE AVERAGE PERSON.
I HATE HAVING TO “SUCK IN” ALL THE TIME EVEN THOUGH IT HARDLY MAKES A DIFFERENCE.
I HATE ALWAYS WORRYING ABOUT WHAT OTHERS ARE SAYING/THINKING ABOUT ME EVEN THOUGH I SHOULDN’T CARE, BUT I DO CARE BECAUSE I THINK THE SAME “BAD THINGS” ABOUT MYSELF TOO.
I HATE THAT I CAN’T ACCEPT COMPLIMENTS BECAUSE I FEEL LIKE PEOPLE ARE LYING TO ME AND JUST “TRYING TO BE NICE”.
I HATE ENVYING EVERY THIN PERSON WHO WALKS PAST ME. ALWAYS COMPARING MYSELF TO THEM. ALWAYS ASKING “WHY CAN’T I LOOK LIKE THAT. WHY DO I HAVE TO BE FAT. WHY CAN’T I BE NATURALLY THIN”.
I HATE WHEN PEOPLE SAY “IF YOU DON’T LIKE YOUR WEIGHT, DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT.” BECAUSE THEY DON’T UNDERSTAND HOW HARD IT IS TO LOSE WEIGHT.
I HATE HAVING TO CHANGE MY CLOTHES 7 DIFFERENT TIMES BEFORE I GO OUT BECAUSE I LOOK TERRIBLE IN ALL OF MY CLOTHES. EVEN IF I DO GET THEM AT A “PLUS SIZED STORE”.
I HATE BEING FAT ON TOP OF EVERYTHING ELSE I FIND UNATTRACTIVE ABOUT MYSELF. IF YOU SEE A THIN FEMALE WEARING SWEATS WITH NO MAKE UP ON YOU THINK “OH, SHE’S JUST HAVING A ROUGH DAY”. YOU SEE A BIG GIRL WITH SWEATS ON PEOPLE THINK “SHE’S A NASTY SLOB WHO DOESN’T CARE ABOUT TAKING CARE OF HERSELF.”
I HATE FEELING LIKE “THE UGLY FRIEND” OR “THE FAT FRIEND”.
I HATE CHILLIN’ WITH ONE OF MY THIN FRIENDS AND US LOOKING LIKE “TOOTH PICK AND MARSHMALLOW” WITH ME BEING THE MARSHMALLOW.
I HATE THE GUILT I GET WHEN I EAT SOMETHING FATTENING. EVEN WORSE WHEN A THIN PERSON CAN EAT THE SAME THING AS ME AND NO ONE THINK ANYTHING ABOUT IT, BUT IF A BIGGER PERSON EATS IT EVERYONE THINKS “DON’T YOU THINK THEY’VE HAD ENOUGH OF THAT”.
I HATE HAVING TO HEAR THINK, SKINNY, FIT FEMALE COMPLAIN ABOUT “BEING FAT” WHEN THEY DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT FAT IS “MISS I WEAR A SIZE 3”
-EVEN FEMALES WHO WEAR A SIZE 9 ARE SKINNY TO ME.
I HATE BEING TOO EMBARRASSED TO GET A TATTOO OR PIERCING THAT WOULD REQUIRE ME TO LIFT OR REMOVE MY PANTS OR SHIRT BECAUSE I’M TO DISGUSTING TO SHOW MY BARE FLESH TO THEM.
I’m just sick and tired OF being sick and tired of having to deal with all of this stuff. People say “be yourself” and “quit trying to change who you are” but what if this is not who I want to be? It’s not like I was born this way. I allowed myself to get this way because I didn’t take care of myself they way I was supposed to and now I’m paying the price. I’m not blaming anyone but myself and I’m not asking for sympathy. I’m just venting.
I love how the same people who tell you “quit trying to change yourself” are the same people who’re spending hours in tanning salons, Bleach TF out of their hair, Have/have had braces, Watch what they eat and exercise, and do all of these things to “improve” how they look and feel about themselves, doing the SAME thing am me, But it’s wrong for me and OK for them. I’m not one of these girls who walks around flaunting “BIG IS BEAUTIFUL” because my weight is NOT something I’m proud of. Yes, There are women who are “big and beautiful”. I’m not saying being big makes you “ugly” and being thin makes you attractive, But in my case-My weight IS what makes me “ugly” to ME. I don’t think this way BECAUSE other people and society bullied me and told me so- These are my own opinions. But the other opinions of other people agreeing with me sure don’t help anything.
I don’t want to feel comfortable with the way I look. I want to look the way I want and then feel comfortable. I just wish I had the motivation to achieve it.
Actually based on my BMI I was “dangerously overweight” at 190- I weight 247.
I’m not pulling numbers out of my head saying this is acceptable and this is not. My calculations are scientific.
I’m not one of these females who think you have to be a size 2 and show your ribs and weigh 98 pounds. I’d be happy with a size 6 at 130.
i just want to be everything but “me”.