“Oh, my God, you’ve lost so much weight!”
The words slipped out of my mouth before I could think about their impact, and watched my friend’s face fall at my comment.
“I know,” she said. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me, I keep losing weight and I keep going to doctors and they don’t know what’s wrong.”
Instantly, I felt regret for my comment, because obviously, she didn’t want to hear it.
Weight is a sensitive subject, even when you’re thin.
As a person who’s always been either a little too fat or, now, morbidly obese, I know what it’s like to get stared and laughed at in public — but I can’t remember the last time someone has made a comment to me about my weight gain.
In that regard, I guess I have been very lucky because there are other fat girls out there who have suffered abuses and humiliation that I can’t even imagine.
It had just never occurred to me that thin people get picked on about their weight just as much, or maybe even more, than fat people.
“Everyone makes comments about my weight, Meg,” my friend said. “Can you imagine what it would be like if someone walked up to you and said ‘Oh, my God, you’ve gained so much weight!’? It happens to me almost every day.”
I look at her lithe arms and the wide gap between her thighs and wonder how bad it could be, as someone who has to put anti-chafe cream between her legs every day.
Some people work their asses off to be as thin and fit looking as my friend does, and I imagine some of them are happy to hear comments about their great losses — but we can’t always assume that, and I’m ashamed that I did.
Our bodies aren’t here for you to comment on.
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I am a very thin man, and i have always found stories from victims of fat-shaming to be incredibly relatable. Fat-shaming is far more reprehensible for sure, but constantly being told by larger people that my life must be wonderful just because i am skinny proves that we can all be superficial in some way. Life isn't all dreams and roses just because of a number that appears on a bathroom scale.
All my life, I've had people comment on my weight, whether I was thin or fat. I was naturally thin for the majority of my life. I was anorexic during my teens. People commented that I was too thin and bony, and my boobs were flat. I didn't care. Fat people got harrassed worse than I was. My thin father used to call my fat mother and two of my sisters who were chubby, "Lazy, fat pigs," who always sat on their "big fat bum". Nope, I didn't want to get that sort of treatment, so I continued to watch what i ate. In my early 20's, when my daughter was a toddler, I was the thinnest I had ever been. Even though I was eating heaps, and even drinking lots of milk. I was burning it off from running after my toddler all day long. People thought it their job once more to tell me i had to eat more and drink more milk. It was really none of their business, as I was eating and drinking very well. I stayed slim, until somewhere in my mid to late 40's, when I was diagnosed with bipolar, and put on psych medications. I eventually put on weight that was hard to shift. Then of course, came all the advice to diet and exercise. I don't need any advice. I've heard it all before. I'm probably an expert by now. That's how much I've read, watched on tv and video, and been told verbally by now. So my advice to all those so called perfect people out there is, do not judge a person by their weight, do not give advice, unless you are asked. We are all on our own journey through life. You do not know of another person's inner struggles, or what part of their journey they are on. Value them as a person; not as someone who is too thin, too fat, has too small boobs or bum, or too big boobs or bum.