Guest guest Posted April 24, 2001 Report Share Posted April 24, 2001 Good question! I remember to things one when I was about 4 years old. I wanted to be a dancer or gymnast you know like most little girls. I wore my red leatord for an entire summer and danced around pretending to be a gymnast getting ready for my lessons at the end of the summer.Finally it was time for the lessons. The coach of the High school was in charge and was noted at being an excellent coach. All of us little girls were lined up waiting for our assignments (which part of they floor we would go to trampoline, mats, horse ).Well, she never called me...I mean I was there all alone waiting for an assignment and she just ignored me. I ran home crying so my mom calls her to find out what happened and she said that " I was entirely too big to be a gymnast(which I was, but I was only 4 YEARS old I don't think I had any career plans at that point) Anyway, my mom actually told me what she said and from that point on I knew I wasn't like the other kids. Then in about fifth grade my mom says " guess what you and I are going out tonight, just the two of us " . Let me tell you I was one of six children and NEVER did we receive special time. I was so excited " Where we going? " my mom wouldn't tell me, period. Until we got in the car and we were on our way to a Weight Watchers meating. I was so, so embarrassed, angry, and so hurt. I couldn't even tell her actually I never told her. I thought I must be so fat that I embarass her that's why she has brought me here. Oh man it was terrible. Brigid Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 24, 2001 Report Share Posted April 24, 2001 I can remember knowing that I was fat at age 6. Just like my older sister I was signed up for the sweet 6 contest. I can remeber knowing that I would not win because I was fat. Although I knew that I was pretty I knew that I would not win. After that I think I just rebeled against anything being wrong with being fat. I resisted all attempts by my mother to diet and exercise.... I lived with being fat so long...that I have no problem saying it. It is still harder for me to admit I am obese or worse yet morbidly obese.... Ann (sorry about the poor spelling!) > Dear All, > I posted this earlier today on OSSG - and there has been a > tremendous response! We all have a story, and many of us feel better > sharing them. So I've decided to repost here. > > Dear All, > Sometimes we argue, and get hung up on differences, but the real > reason we're all here is because we're all overweight and are looking > at surgical options. > In an effort to foster further understanding, I have a question > to ask: at what point did you realize that you were fat, and it > wasn't just going to go away? Example: For years as the weight crept > up, I made many excuses, " I'm big boned " , " I'm actually just very > muscular " , " I have 'thick skin' " , " It's 'baby-fat' from my > pregnancy " , etc... Yet I never would diet. I realize now that I was > afraid I'd fail, and then I'd have to admit that I was fat, and I was > going to stay that way. > Then one morning I woke up very upset, because during the night > I'd had a dream, and in that dream I was fat. Before, in my dreams I > was still a thinner, energetic me, like in my teens. But that > morning I woke up and knew I'd never escape from being fat. Thus > started the diets, failures, tears, depression. That morning was > probably 15 years ago, but now there is hope on the horizon, and > thanks to you all, I've stopped wishing I'd lose weight, and am doing > something about it. Would anyone else like to share a story? > > BMI 60 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 24, 2001 Report Share Posted April 24, 2001 I can remember knowing that I was fat at age 6. Just like my older sister I was signed up for the sweet 6 contest. I can remeber knowing that I would not win because I was fat. Although I knew that I was pretty I knew that I would not win. After that I think I just rebeled against anything being wrong with being fat. I resisted all attempts by my mother to diet and exercise.... I lived with being fat so long...that I have no problem saying it. It is still harder for me to admit I am obese or worse yet morbidly obese.... Ann (sorry about the poor spelling!) > Dear All, > I posted this earlier today on OSSG - and there has been a > tremendous response! We all have a story, and many of us feel better > sharing them. So I've decided to repost here. > > Dear All, > Sometimes we argue, and get hung up on differences, but the real > reason we're all here is because we're all overweight and are looking > at surgical options. > In an effort to foster further understanding, I have a question > to ask: at what point did you realize that you were fat, and it > wasn't just going to go away? Example: For years as the weight crept > up, I made many excuses, " I'm big boned " , " I'm actually just very > muscular " , " I have 'thick skin' " , " It's 'baby-fat' from my > pregnancy " , etc... Yet I never would diet. I realize now that I was > afraid I'd fail, and then I'd have to admit that I was fat, and I was > going to stay that way. > Then one morning I woke up very upset, because during the night > I'd had a dream, and in that dream I was fat. Before, in my dreams I > was still a thinner, energetic me, like in my teens. But that > morning I woke up and knew I'd never escape from being fat. Thus > started the diets, failures, tears, depression. That morning was > probably 15 years ago, but now there is hope on the horizon, and > thanks to you all, I've stopped wishing I'd lose weight, and am doing > something about it. Would anyone else like to share a story? > > BMI 60 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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