115 Reasons Why It’s Not Your Fault If You’re Fat

You’re Fat? Your Fault: My Struggle To Understand Food Addiction And Obesity

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Summer is tough for people like me — there are the irksome physical things to struggle through, of course, this being the season of always feeling slightly damp, always itchy, not being able to keep my face unshiny and a healthy shade shy of fire-engine red. And all this while parted from the safety of a cardigan. There are so many "fun" situations to be avoided — desperately trying to head off dangerous picnic plans with friends before they go too far "we can sit under that tree over there, on the grass! And we will all definitely be able to get up from the ground afterwards!

But the other part I find really horrible is curious, a strange side-effect — summer is open season on those of us who take up a bit more space in this world. Recently a woman sitting with two men, focused her glazed eyes on me and two mates who were out for our lunch break, and slurred that her friend had just started working at a pie shop. Not in front of my friends who are kind enough to pretend they don't see the extra seven stone of me that shouldn't be there. My friends gasped and looked at me with a bit of pity, there's about three beats where they whispered outrage as we walked away, and I mumbled: Another day, I was walking down the high street in my village, and two children were heading towards me — two little blonde middle-class kids.

How sweet, I think. As we passed each other, the little girl remarked to her brother, looking forward passively: A right hook to the considerable gut. But she had a point; there's no room for denial here. I mean, there's barely any extra room for her on the pavement to get past me. It was a nice day, apart from the swollen joints, salty sweat-lined pudgy faces and damp T-shirts, and we were nearly home free. A black jeep slowed down, and a disembodied voice said "porky" before driving away. Just a wry kind of "porky", like: I'm just going to put it out there, and then go on my way.

My brother said with a shrug: I suppose the facts of a fat summer are ones I accept and embrace every time I get a Big Mac which is more often than I should, and yet never enough , and I'm self-aware enough to know that being this big isn't good for me, that barbs from strangers on the street are mixed with truths. Because all they were doing, all any of the people who shouted from vans, or whispered to me on public transport, or stopped on the street to say something, was pointing out my choice.

Probably will be sick my whole life. Because of these boys, I will be restrictiv and judging myself as hard as I possibly can.

115 Reasons Why It’s Not Your Fault If You’re Fat

And I have to see them every day. They are not speaking to me. But I hate them. And probably will never forgive them because I went through a hell. I remember looking at these pics where I was hugging my knees in a bikini on a beach and thinking to myself that yes it looked like I had some rolls but it was also an unflattering position to be in.

I tried to laugh it off but my brothers always used to call me fat as well until the point I started believing it myself. I was very active back then, I cycled every day for an hour and also did the gym classes at school and outdoor activities, but somehow I never got over those mean comments. I never felt good enough! In high school I also got bullied sometimes, one guy in particular could never leave me in peace and self conscious as I was I just felt worse and worse.

Maybe some of my social anxiety also stems from that. Of course everything escalated when I actually gained weight due to prolonged illness until I really did got fat 82kg and missed what I used to have. I am not sure when was my first time being called fat. They think it will motivate you. It just makes me feel terrible. I never realised how much damages it had done to myself until I went to therapist. Looking back, although I was overweight, it was completely unfair of him. This set a very bad example for me. I had no concept of what healthy eating actually was. Children grow up eating what their family gives them.

When I moved out to go to university I learned how to cook for myself. When I was looking up recipes I also thought to look up how to balance meals to be healthy. It was at that point I started learning about good diet. At 19 years old! Thankyou for writing this. When you write this stuff it feels like I am not alone because you are my role model. I want to be like you not just in physical appearance but also cause you seem very positive and joyful all the time. I hate this word as well. In fact 2 weeks ago a friend of mine called me fat.

And to anybody in world. When they say like that I breakdown somehow. My entire day and sometimes the entire week goes bad. I become annoying as angry. And I start shaming and hating my body. I have started following your workouts since March this year. And honestly hearing you for one hour, working with you for one hour makes me feel really good. So yes thankyou for saying that. I can relate to that very much. It hurts each time, I am so uncompfortable with my body. Working out makes me more proud of my body but I mostly do it because I feel more in control of my physical being and that helps to be happier.

I want to be ok with me whatever I look like because we all know this isnt the most important thing in life. The grandfather of an ex of mine called me fat by telling me I looked pregnant. I have this image of my own body that is not very good. So, instead of working out, I sat on my bed and read. It hurt, and at the same time, it blocked me. But this summer , I decided to become a popster, and I have some compliments about my body that my muffintops are melting, my waist is thinner etc. I was definitely called fat a LOT in middle school.

It is very very hurtful. And even as I slimmed naturally with age, I always looked at the females in my life like my mom and grandma and godmother and none of them practiced a lifestyle that was healthy. So I decided to get fit for me, my self esteem, and to help me move past those inner demons. I really vividly remember the first time I was called fat. I had just quit ballet, which had me very slim with classes five days a week, and I was dealing with an eating disorder that at the time no one knew about, which was cycling between restricting calories and bingeing.

I had just started to gain weight, which I was very aware of—though in retrospect, I know that I looked fine and was about average size. I managed to hold it together until they were gone, and then I just started crying the way you described, just sobbing like someone had died. I remember calling my best friend and telling her what had happened, and she was very nice and tried to comfort me, and when I had finally calmed down some, she asked me why it had made me so upset. And especially my having been raised in the ballet world, where your dancing ability is often judged in part by your size… I can see how I got there.

For the first time ever someone body shamed me I was called fat and unhealthy even though I workout 6 days a week with either piit28 or the calender and I am a lot stronger than I use to be. If this happened a year or two ago I would have gotten extremely upset and cried but you taught me how to love myself and my body.

I always tell myself and others love your body now because hating it will only make you feel worse. This one hit me pretty hard. I have been big for the majority of my life. In college I naturally gained about At that point I got up to something. I then spiraled into a horrible depression by my senior year and lost over I had a job post grad working outdoors and I got strong and got all the way down to I since moved to the south and over the past 4 years have gained a huge amount.

I went from running 5ks to weighing Not for the people who watched me balloon infront of their eyes, or the family I only see a few times a year who had to be shocked when I came home. I am doing it for me. We are in it together, and her desire for a walk can even surpass my exhaustion after my 10 hour overnight shift in emergency medicine.

Cassey, thanks for being you and sharing this with us. Your videos bring me to tears sometimes and it feels like you really do want me and all of us to do it for ourselves. Thank you from the bottom of my heart, even if you never end up reading this. You know what hurts me the most Cassey. What you think it yourself and your mindset, where is the problem here, in people calling you fat or in yourself thinking that something like that could ever happen?

And if this is going to make you happier, you are slim, you are thin. But you are such a great human being too. I grabbed my laptop and walked out with my mom talking about how lazy and fat I was with all my family. She always does this and it has really ruined me. Being fat is like a different world, Im 14 and Im overweight but I have a lot of friends and Im a pretty social butterfly but also a lot of people make fun of me. I know Im trying to loose weight im on a diet at the age of 14!! Today my uncle called me super fat and to lay off the hamburgers. It felt like I was being stabbed in my chest.

Yes I am very overweight but I have been my entire life so recently I decided to make myself happy because I was getting depressed and thought about suicide multiple times because of it. I always tried but would give up. I got up went to my moms room and started cleaning myself up to leave because I did not want to be near him. My mom knew something was wrong and went to comfort me.

I feel like that comment is never going to leave my head. I was called fat, ugly, monster girl, Fat cat, when I was just 6. I had an Athlete Structure, tall, big, bigger than the rest. Someone who was meant to be my friend called me fat the other day. I ran off crying. Later I heard him talking to my mates about me behind my back, they were all laughing. I tried to confront him. Then they all made up things saying I call them fat all the time. Anyway, they are super skinny. I ran off and my bestie followed me I was crying and wailing while she patted me on the back.

I told him I didnt care and screamed at him to get away. Then the head comes and starts screaming at me. I want to die. I feel so betrayed. I always wanted to walk away from life. My name is Kitty. Oh honey, growing up is tough. I had things like this happen to me when I was young too. People who are insecure do things like this.

Chin up child, this too will pass. Love yourself and surround yourself with real friends. It hurts and stays with you for a long, long time. I was a thin little girl when I started school, but years of being shamed and bullied caused me to find comfort at the bottom of a tub of ice cream. I look at pictures of myself through the years, and every year my pants got bigger and the sparkle in my eyes got dimmer. I was abandoned by my parents, and raised by my grandparents, people who were never pleased with me no matter how hard I tried.

I gorged myself on food to make up for the approval I could never attain. Growing up it was reinforced again and again that I was unacceptable because of my body. I can remember an aunt who was skinny as a rail telling me that every time she saw me I got a little wider. I can recall standing at the top of an escalator in a store, waiting for my mom, when two boys walked by and called me a dog. I wanted the floor to swallow me up. Soon I was hiding from the world, and again finding comfort in food. Today I weigh pounds. Down deep it was just that I hated me. I regularly called myself a fat, lazy, worthless slob.

It hurts to have somebody call you fat. It has to stop. I went home and sobbed. I have read enough and wanted to make a comment on the subject.

The best thing to do? The best thing I did was when I moved out at So move away from these people, look in the mirror and be honest with yourself. Do you like how you look now? We should be helping each other because we are under constant pressure by the media to look a certain way so we know how it feel!!! Why do we do this to each other??! I was born premature and was given steroids to help my organs develop faster. When I was 13 she forced me on a diet and I lost 20 pounds. My weight started to climb as I entered high school and has been an uphill climb ever since. I went on antidepressants 2 years ago, and one of the side effects was weight gain.

I was before, and my grandma made fun of my weight then. Calling me fat, chubby, ginormous, etc. No one seems to care about my mental health, only my weight. She says all my clothes look awful, and that none of them fit, which the not fitting part is true, but she refuses to buy me any new clothes.

My grandma is killing me. I totally understand about the antidepressants. I switched antidepressants because of side effects and was kind of excited when I started Welbutrin because it also often makes people lose weight. My boyfriend is constantly on my case about exercising and eating carbs.

I guess people just assume that all overweight people are lazy slobs who eat a gallon of ice cream every night. I guess those people should also reevaluate their lives and worry about something else. In other peoples eyes it might not mean anything but to me it hurts so bad. But I am making a difference not for them but for myself to be able to live a long and healthy life.

There words ononly make me stronger to go forward and not give up. My brother just called me a fat piece of crap. I instantly started crying. Three of them have straight up told me that I was F. Sometimes, I wonder if my diet is working at all and want to quit. Just remember that things do get better. You need to hang on, remember your motives and prove them wrong. Do you have any recommendations? My dad started calling me fat every day, when I was My mother was the first to say it.

She is supportive in everything I do normally, but she is tiny and I am not. I never thought of how I looked, or that I looked bad until someone pointed it out. I began to obsess over my weight and measurements. I had a journal and would weigh and measure myself head to toe at least 3 times a day. Exercising incessantly and not eating to the point that I would almost pass out if I stood up too quickly.

I am 32 now, and over the years I have dated guys who all cheated. Then a few years ago, I dated this guy who slowly and subtly just made me feel terrible about myself. This guy had me very depressed, and then when he finally admitted to cheating he told me it was because all the other girls were prettier than me! I mean, what is wrong with me that I allow this in my life, right? From there, I just tried to focus on something else to make me not hate myself.

I started going to school, and just studied really hard. I did very well in school and ate like I wanted to gain more weight. The funny thing is that I thought I was fat 50 lbs ago. Because what is the point, right? Why not make myself happy with food? Nobody likes the way I look anyway, right? Months later, when I eventually told him how I felt, he called me a fat pig. The worst part is that I instantly forgave him!

It bothered me, yes. But I still wanted him! The funny thing about that was that when I thought there might be a real chance that I had found someone important- who really liked me, I became inspired to start exercising and eating well and wanting to lose weight…for me! For him…because he was attracted to me anyway or so I thought.

Lately, I have been trying to internet date. Mainly to help someone else not shy, but I chat with people now and again. There was a random guy on this site, who said really gross things to me sexual things.

And I asked him why men are so vulgar and rude…he told me I was fat and gross. It is why I am on this site today. I have been crying all day and wanting to start starving myself again. I say fuck your parents…go to school and keep trying and fuck them. So at what point is it okay to tell a woman or a girl that you believe she is to overweight? If she is struggling finding men to date her and you are her friend and you believe her weight has something to do with it is it ok to tell her then? Whatever happened to simply having thick skin and dealing with criticism that is warranted?

I was young and ignorant of nutrition. Later in life, when I was able to adjust my lifestyle, I slimmed out a bit, however, even at my thinnest around lbs, age 18 , I was NEVER satisfied with how I looked. The problem with telling girls or most girls they are fat is that something like this happens… It kind of brings about this cycle of never being satisfied with how you look from a very young age, which is mentally, physically, and emotionally destructive, especially during puberty.

And most girls I know struggling with their weight were told they were fat at a young age, right around when puberty hits aka when girls begin to gain weight. Puberty is one of the most crucial periods in any persons life. Blatant honestly can be good in some situations, but when it comes to body image I think it does more harm than good. Odds are, the girl you want to tell is already aware of her weight, and saying something like that can bring back bad memories and insecurities. Everyone has their struggles, some may not be as evident as weight.

Just today my dad called me chubby because I gained a bit of weight this last semester at college, a 10 lbs that I was already aware of, but that comment made me consider not eating today or for the entire month, for that matter. Healthy bodies are the most attractive bodies, amiright? I totally am not meaning to come across that way if I am. Just sharing a personal experience and trying to be helpful. I need help guys and it that when happen if ur fat in high school. How is people gonna a treat you like??.

I know how it feels. Everyone says me fat my friends my family everyone and yes i gets hurt but than i forget easily about their word cuz the didnt matter me alot. But today i was being called fat by a boy, it hurts and really it hurts so much that i becomes so much depress that i deactivated my facebook account cuz whenever i open my face book acc it reminds me of his words. Well, that boy was not a special one or not as that he means alot to me but really when he said that in your dp you look very smart but when i saw your full pic you are very fat.

And the after this all the time i m thinking of his words all the time i m thinking that yes i also wanna be smart like my friends, I also wanna be liked by people. I know i am fat n was really dont care if someone says me fat but i dont know how the words of that boy effects me.

I really dont know. Ufff i dont know how can i overcome my sadness now plz Allah plz help me. Plz if someone wanna give me some advise whoch can motivate me than plz give plz. Hey, first of all I hope Im not replying too late to your comment and I hope you will read my reply. You see, tonight in the middle of a little argument with my father he called me fat.

I know he said it because he was angry, but there must be some truth in it right? He must think I am fat no? I already know that I have to loose weight, but hearing that really hurt me. And thats exactly what that boy wanted to do, he just wanted to hurt you, he searched for a weakness and used it against you, but he is just a bully, thats what his life is all about, he hurts other people to feel superior. What right does he have to judge you and talk to you like that?

Who does he think he is? And what about your friends and family? What you said really shocked me, who calls anyone fat like that? And you are telling me that you are used to it? Im not saying to yell at them or curse, just explain to them that it hurts, some people, who dont mean any harm dont know the weight of their words, so I want you to talk to them. For the strangers who critisize you, just ignore them, because all they want is attention, someone who needs to hurt people to feel good has a really big problem you know, so you should let them alone, their life is already as hard as it is!

XD, got carried away again, well good bye and have a beautifull day. No, I dont have the flattest stomach. No, I dont have the sleekest arms. I know that they are just insecure and want people to feel like them, but it still effects me. Sometimes I just feel like crying, and other times I just sit there and eat. Eating makes me happy. Sometimes I wish that I could just wake up and be skinny. Summer is coming up so I will have enough time to exercise! I want to show them that anything is possible.

A single word does not effect who you are, which is a unique person loved by God. It is a reflection of the ugliness that lies deep inside of them, and THEY are to be pitied because they are so unhappy about some aspect of themselves and their lives, that they feel compelled to denigrate others. Be secure knowing you are loved by God, and many wonderful people who understand what this life is all about. Pray for the ignorant ones who are so miserable they feel the need to lash out at others, that they find some type of peace.

They are the ones who need understanding and forgiveness…. No idea why and still to this day I am clueless. I was always playing sports after school ,everyday almost-but still I was fat. Kids at school called me names behind my back. My mother and sister even called me fat names. My mother forced me into every diet there was out there, but nothing seemed to work for a long enough, before I would just stop losing weight all together and then just put it back on.

What this comment and all the name calling have done to my confidence level and body image, is pretty much destroyed them. I have never had much self confidence in myself, which effects many parts of life, but most importantly, it affects the relationships I could be experiencing, but am not, due to my lack in confidence and fear of never being loved for who I am.

I hate that I have such negative images and thoughts about myself, when I should be happy with you I am and what I look like. Hopefully this is a step in the right direction. We are all beautiful in our own way! Everyone has been called fat or a toothpick or some kind of name some point in their life!

You just have to ignore it, and no matter what always tell yourself that you are beautiful and they are jerks. Buy a tight dress that will make you feel sexy. These things always help me and keep me motivated too! People will love you for who you are no matter what, especially if you stand up for yourself. Never feel scared to share your feelings with someone you love. I know those feels, Cassie. I was obese before so I needed to lose it. So there I found myself: The one who was the worst was my brother-in-law.

And our in-laws are passing comments on how fat she is and how she needs to lose it. I was close to saying something to her but then I suddenly remembered how much it hurt when she and her husband said it to me. My parents are so judgemental!!!! My mom constantly criticizes me. I ask God to help me not to get angery because He said be slow to anger but then I just cry and cry. They have done this I was a little girl. I have emotional scars being added to the stockpile almost everyday…..

I always get compared to my super skinny twin sister. I am 16 at pounds and my sister is I am the one always there for my mom. I was the one giving her support. She was up in her room talking on the phone!!! Not one time was she with her.

I do so much and get treated by crap by aunts. Calling me fat and says I look like my dead pound grandmother!!!!! I never say anything. They may be your parents, but they have absolutely no right to say that to you. Yell at them if you have to; just tell them how to feel. I had some emotional times as a child where heaps of bullies were telling me bad things about myself and then I started going through an existential crisis! And I was about six or seven!

I would tell myself everyday that I was fat, stupid, ugly, lonely and I would just think of myself as the duff. I believe in you! Just know that even though your parents do this to you, they still love you and they want the best for you. I hope you start feeling better soon! I know the feels. Their words just leave a scar. I remember crying myself to sleep because of this. And i started working out from 2 days with a lot of exercising and eating a lot less but its hard.

I have to be as others tell me to be. I just hope one day i become thin so that i can shut the mouths of the people. I get called fat a lot. Every night I cry myself to sleep, remembering the horrible things I have been told since I was about 6. The words are breaking me apart and I always want to be alone and cry all day and night.

I used to be super skinny and never ever felt self conscious, but now I always want to change something. Eat healthy and do exercises to keep your body toned! Its all you need to do. And just be happy no matter what. You are beautiful in every way. You shouldnt let a jerks words bring you down. Both of you girls arent fat. You people are crazy. My dad cares about my weight and if I was fat, he would tell me trust me and my dad says im skinny!

My god, stop being so worried! Wow neither of you girls are even remotely overweight! Look in the mirror every day and realize how beautiful you are. Pick out things you love about your body and make a point to notice those every time you look in the mirror. With your tall and slender figures you sound like super models! Im always being insulted just like yours.

Sometimes my friends and my family are insulting me. I dont know why they always insulted me. I didnt do anything bad to them. Every time they insulted me, im just going to smile and let them. Even tho it hurts so bad. I dont like being fat. I didnt choose that. I had an eating disorder and gained quite a lot over my ideal weight. My thoughts were constantly obsessed with losing weight. I think those feelings stem from what you fear others think about you. I began writing down most of my dreams and talking to a loving therapist. Within about 6 months I had a cathartic dream where I remembered a traumatic event when I was 3.

I was left alone in a park while my mother was off somewhere else. I never overate again. I began telling myself about times a day at least that I was healthy, strong and beautiful. I did this while I swam- with every stroke. I love to exercise and I have done this throughout all the highs and lows of my life. Now I am I just gained 25 lbs from being with a man who eats a lot of fatty foods and shows his love by over feeding me. I had a woman recently shout in front of a room full of people that she barely recognizes me because I am so much bigger.

I truly do not care. I take really good care of my skin and I have a great back side and great breasts. No one ever believes I am the age I am. I know it is hard to do when you are in the thick of it and young and people are truly idiots, but focus on the parts of you that are gorgeous and accentuate them. Always wear beautiful clothes regardless of your size. Do not let the talk of fools effect you.

You are a child of God. Sorry I just needed to say something. Guys dont lose hope! Oh yay and Kylie… your skinny. Why do you think your fat lol. Hi my name is Elizabeth. I eat so much. I weigh the most in my entire school. I am 13 years old. I love food so much that I ate a tried to eat a sandwich in class without getting caught. I even snuck 5 bags of chips at like midnight when I was younger and sometimes I still do it.

Nobody wants to be my friend because I am so fat. And sometimes the teachers tell me they want to talk to me after class and I say ok and after class I ask them why they want to talk and they say that I need to lose weight and they might have to get me to talk to the nurse.

I think I have a disease because like I eat so much. I eat nonstop, literally. I sneak food in class as a said earlier! It is so hard to find clothes that fit me. People make fun of me. Please give me some advice. I am gaining way to much weight!

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In fact, I am eating right now! Please give me advice, I would really appreciate it. XD So your 13, eh? I recieved a nice reply to my post. It gave me a boost of confidence. I know its hard, I have huge cravings too. Thats all I can say. But listen, you are more beautiful than you think, trust me. I know your 13 and you get cravings if you know what I mean but as the person who commented on my post said, tough it out! Hey sabrina, i love your name by the way my name is Kylie.

You proably read my post lol. But anyway, that is so mean that he called you fat! I used to not think this but I got really nice comments and I decided I wanted to help other people like you. Stay Strong and beautiful, ok? I hope you find your boost of confidence I am giving you in this post. Because someone left a really nice reply to my post and it made me really happy. So I hope this makes you happy too. Im an average 11 year old girl. I know im average, I just feel ao fat.

And asked me if I run often. Sometimes i put my hands on my stomach and try to push in the fat and sometimes I hold my stomach in. I am thinking about starving myself. Listen Kylie, I seen girls your age at that weight and they are beautiful. You are not fat, you are average. You are not fat. If anything I am the big fat one who needs to lose weight. Im talking about you Kylie.

If your dad thinks your fat, he has issues. Be happy that you are not fat. I did notice that you said you had HUGE cravings. My advice to you, do your best to stop eating so much. I know growing girls have cravings but you need to tough it up or you will be fat! You are beautiful right now, so be happy. And for other people reading this, please help Kylie.

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Shes a beautiful girl and I want you to tell her. If you are banning the word fat from your vocab, then how do you describe people who are overweight? Denying to call people fat does not change the fact that the person is fat. It actually makes the problem worse because the fat person does not have motivation to lose the weight. Also, being fat is a personal choice.

Whether it is made with your conscience or subconscious, it is a choice that you make everyday when you eat, and excersise. Everyone excluding people with actual conditions have the capacity to get healthy and fit, but do not actually posses the drive to do it. They say they want it, but their daily choices say otherwise. Fat people always claim that they have tried everything, weight watchers, etc. If they really wanted to lose weight they would lose weight, even without any fancy-ass pills and programs.

I have put in countless hours of work and effort to keep my weight where I want it, and when people who are fatter than me are jealous of my defined abs and veins in my arms and legs, I tell them that I put in the work and that they can have this too but need to really want it. At the very least, just call us over weight. Do you think constantly calling us fat and making us depressed will make us any more likely to do anything at all?

That is really rude. Of course they do. They just dont have the motivation or confidence to do it. Some people have eating disorders. They want to get rid of it, but they cant. Our weight is unpredictable. If your down, sure, you may eat some ice cream or chocolate to make yourself feel better.

Its our bodies natural reaction. You cant help it. Genes are important in this too. You cant change who you were born as. Sure, im insecure about how I look, but I have friends and family who think otherwise. I have a boyfriend who loves me for who I am. I asked him why he chose me when there are hundreds of skinnier, prettier girls out there. Who cares about your weight? And that changed my world. Im not really fat, as I went through puberty, I started to notice curves on my hips. My legs are nice and toned and I have muscular thighs. Not all people are skinny and fit, Joe.

Everyone is beautiful in their own way, and you need to learn that. Dont ever say that fat people are lazy, because if you were overweight and tormented, what would you do? Try going through depression and see how lazy people are now. My friend and i joke around about being fat cause we r LOL but we dont care we maintain and still pig out at times XD but they we lost alot of weight we r both 11 and in 5th.. I will eat a little though like 3 granola bars a day.

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This means that it will store every ounce of fat. Just try to find a sport that you love doing and keep at it. Confidence is beauty so be confident. Every time someone calls you fat, thank them. If you feel fat, and people call you fat, your not. You mentioned that your average! But yes, I used to be average myself, I know how you feel. But trust me, being average is different from being fat or obese, I thought about starving myself too.

Each of the 3 meals is healthy 2. No stress, be happy! This is proven to help 5. I am so sorry jessica. I made a terrible typo! Dont listen to people who call you fat, your strong! I am 14 years old, and the other night, I was on younow, a live video chat app, with my two pretty, skinny, blonde-haired, blue-eyed friends. My sisters used to joke about it at dinner with the family, not realizing that I had gone to the bathroom and gagged myself until I threw up.

I make myself sick. Talk to your family about it. Once they understand, everything will become easier. Tell them that everytime they joke about your weight it makes you feel worse about yourself. Try the workouts Cassey posts and try to follow the calander. Drink lots of water and try to eat clean: I am going to the weight. Clinic but i need results to have. Fat not one good pictures. Every one calls me miss piggy in my family. I am pounds i need to lose about pounds help me i needs support please.

I am extremely hurt. It really hurts me and makes me ashamed and feel like all the work I did was worthless. You are beautiful, and you are a healthy weight. I myself am only 11 years old and I weigh the same as you. Everybody is beautiful and you should remember that! Stay strong and be happy: I can so relate to you!! But they only stopped calling me fat for a period of time and they started again. I gave up telling to stop. I would show no emotions in front of them, but I would go back to my room and cried because of their words.

I starting to get depressed over this. I want to show them that I will have a skinny body: I seriously wish boys would think before they speak, they can be so rude to girls…. Why are you so racist? You speak only about boys when many suicides were only because of girls, You think only the boys are the sinners? I really hate people that say one race or sex is better than the other! My height is cm and i weigh 56kgs. It hurts me at first when people called me fat but then i get used to it.

This is a bad habit but so many people called me fat so it doesnt bother me much now. But these days as my dad knows about my weight which i hid from him he started blaming on me for eating ao much n he shouted at me infront of his workers n he kept on shouting the same things over and over until i cant take it anymore and my tears dropped, i wanted to hold it in but i cant help it then i ran upstairs and started crying so hard that i couldnt breathe it hurts so bad.

Ive never been to that type of situation before and now im crying while telling this here because he just said things to me again and it hurts real bad. Ive been crying for half an hour now i just cant stop m sorry but is it all my fault for eating so much for being fat?? Cant i just be happy with what m doing?? Of course every girls want to be pretty and skinny but its not easy for fat girl like me.

I have nobody to fight on this with me and it hurts me to the point where i dont want them to see me lose to see me fight this battle. You are beautiful just the way you are. Being called fat every day sucks, I know, but we all have to push through it. It hurts and has shattered my soul but we need to keep pushing through it. Bullying that mentally breaks people is the worst, but if you stay strong and breathe than everything will go in ear and out of the other.

Remember, you are beautiful and nothing will change that: I have always been on the bigger side in the Asian community. Most Asian women around me are taller than I am and weigh in the two digit range [] whereas you have me who is in the three digit range. So I am considered fat in their eyes and when my mother comes to visit, she constantly reminds me of how fat I am. I know I am on the bigger end in the Asian community but I know I am not fat. I do eat a lot more than my mother does but I eat like an average person. Yes, I am a lot thicker than she is but damn that was so offensive. Especially, that time was finals week so I did have a minor weight gain.

Most of the time I sucked it up. I can never compare myself to my sisters, mother, or friends. They are way skinnier than I am and if I was ever to catch up with them, I would be really unhealthy. I am just so damn annoyed of being called fat because I am not fat. I am not skinny either and am pretty active. My brother constantly calls me fat. Still, I get called fat by my brother and occasionally by my dad…. I cant even recall those incidents when I gyoung, like nursery age, I had a big stomach. I cant recall how much I ate but I was pretty sure I looked like an average 5 yearold.

You know kids would always have a round stomach sticking out right? My family called me fat becaise of that stomach.

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