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RE: Freewrite Day 710 Dog Whistles
Oh how sad, @myjob. The homeless are everywhere these days in the US. I do miss that friend. She is also obese, and I lost her when I lost my weight. It's hard to be around your formerly fat friend when you have not done it too.
@fitinfun to me if someone is truly your friend, it does not matter if they are heavy and lose weight or thin and gain weight, weight does not make the person. How they treat you and others makes a person a friend.
Well, this is what happened, @myjob. When I lost "half my size" from 275 to 140 pounds, ALL of my fat friends dropped me. One told me it was because now I was a"skinny b%tch." The rest avoided me, and I stopped trying. I did not have any thin friends except one, and she told me I was too hard to be with when we went to lunch one day, and that was that.
At the same time, thin women looked at me as a rival, and told me to stay away from their husbands (several). Meanwhile, I was so terrified of my new thin self that I had paper taped over my one mirror at home since I could not stand to see that old wrinkled lady looking at me with my eyes.
I could not recognize myself when I caught a window reflection and would burst into tears. No one in my small town recognized me either, so I started slinking by so I would not have to tell them I lost weight.
Men stared at my boobs out in the world. People treated me - the smart, fat accountant as if I was a dumb blond. My son with ptsd could not walk with me anymore, since I was too active and he thought I was going to go crashing to the ground like I did when I was fat.
Keep in mind I was 51, and had been fat since I was 4 years old. I was the most horrifying two years of my life. I had to tell myself to hang on and stay thin every single day. Only the new good habits helped me. And I had two mentors (both fat again) who told me if I did not get through this time, I would have to lose weight all over again.
And then one day, Thank God, it was over. I was looking on an old website I had and wondered who was that fat lady with her photo on my site. It was the old me, and I did not recognize her. Now I was finally thin.
@fitinfun That is a sad sad story, I am so sorry your so-called friends treated you this way. If I had known you I would have been your friend then and still would be your friend. I have heavy friends and one had lost a lot of weight she is now as thin as I am, which is to thin, she is still my friend. The weight does not make a person, it is what is inside of them. As looking at yourself in the mirror That did not bother me at all until I had cataract surgery, the day I had it I came home and when I saw my reflection I screamed to my husband, who the hell is this old lady looking back at me.