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Weight Loss Reasons -and rant-
10 years ago
My Commissions Are OPEN ★ Terms Of Service ★ Prices Some people are probably wondering a LOT about why I want to lose weight when I support love, body love, ALL love, do not judge based on weight or anything like that. I just love and support people.
I am mad at myself. Not because I got bigger, absolutely not. I don't care about that, I do love me and I do love how my other supports and loves me and doesn't think I'm overweight or heavy or anything like that.
I'm mad that I let people, family, get to me. I'm mad that I can't fit into my favorite clothes. I'm mad that I can't find a T-shirt in the chick section of a store that FITS me! That isn't like $30. I like guy clothes more than half the time, but when I go shopping I don't want that to be my only option, especially if the rest of it fits me fine, just one part is really really tight. Like uncomfortable, just: Nope, fuck that. Even if I try to stretch out the sleeves. I'm mad when I go to put on pants that fit me JUST LAST WEEK and they stop as they're getting to my thighs. That all of a sudden some pants won't reach across my body so I can button them.
I have pants that range from size 6-18. I keep giving away clothes that don't fit me, because I can't fuckin wear them! I have them cause I like them, but I can't fit in them anymore! Of course some pants still fit and women's pant sizes amount to shit. At one point I was wearing size 4-10 and they all fit perfectly. At one point I fit into a 00. Yeah, that's a size; and at the same time I fit into a size 6.
So I'm not mad at the size numbers (all the time), I'm mad that I can't fit them! Because of that my choices in pants are really small. I have a LOT, but I can only fit in so much. That and I'm really mad at my thighs rubbing together. That's mostly been an issue, but now I can't wear shorts without my legs hurting when I walk. I do not like that. It's hotter than balls and I'd like to be cool.
I'm also sick of my family giving me grief about it and comparing me to my 15 year old self..... seriously. I was 15. You want me 20 something whatever to look like I did in sophmore year? You're talking shit about my body because I don't look like I did nearly 8 years ago????
I don't care about looking like my 15 year old self. I really fuckin don't. I have more stretch marks, some are angry lookin, yeah they make me self conscious, but apparently when I take pics they don't show up. So whatever.
I just want people to leave me alone and stop talkin shit about me needing to lose weight.
Starting a conversation with: Wow! Babe, you need to lose some weight.
Is not awesome. It's not cool. It's really not nice, it's pretty rude. I know once I lose weight I'll have to work on another thing they'll find, but at least I'll be able to fit into clothes I already own and be able to pay for other things I need and the rudeness with drop a notch or 4.
I am mad at myself. Not because I got bigger, absolutely not. I don't care about that, I do love me and I do love how my other supports and loves me and doesn't think I'm overweight or heavy or anything like that.
I'm mad that I let people, family, get to me. I'm mad that I can't fit into my favorite clothes. I'm mad that I can't find a T-shirt in the chick section of a store that FITS me! That isn't like $30. I like guy clothes more than half the time, but when I go shopping I don't want that to be my only option, especially if the rest of it fits me fine, just one part is really really tight. Like uncomfortable, just: Nope, fuck that. Even if I try to stretch out the sleeves. I'm mad when I go to put on pants that fit me JUST LAST WEEK and they stop as they're getting to my thighs. That all of a sudden some pants won't reach across my body so I can button them.
I have pants that range from size 6-18. I keep giving away clothes that don't fit me, because I can't fuckin wear them! I have them cause I like them, but I can't fit in them anymore! Of course some pants still fit and women's pant sizes amount to shit. At one point I was wearing size 4-10 and they all fit perfectly. At one point I fit into a 00. Yeah, that's a size; and at the same time I fit into a size 6.
So I'm not mad at the size numbers (all the time), I'm mad that I can't fit them! Because of that my choices in pants are really small. I have a LOT, but I can only fit in so much. That and I'm really mad at my thighs rubbing together. That's mostly been an issue, but now I can't wear shorts without my legs hurting when I walk. I do not like that. It's hotter than balls and I'd like to be cool.
I'm also sick of my family giving me grief about it and comparing me to my 15 year old self..... seriously. I was 15. You want me 20 something whatever to look like I did in sophmore year? You're talking shit about my body because I don't look like I did nearly 8 years ago????
I don't care about looking like my 15 year old self. I really fuckin don't. I have more stretch marks, some are angry lookin, yeah they make me self conscious, but apparently when I take pics they don't show up. So whatever.
I just want people to leave me alone and stop talkin shit about me needing to lose weight.
Starting a conversation with: Wow! Babe, you need to lose some weight.
Is not awesome. It's not cool. It's really not nice, it's pretty rude. I know once I lose weight I'll have to work on another thing they'll find, but at least I'll be able to fit into clothes I already own and be able to pay for other things I need and the rudeness with drop a notch or 4.
I get lovely random conversations at times from family about
"maybe you should have that fat surgically removed" or "youre going to end up in the hospital with X,X,X,and/or X problems"
I wanna lose weight as well but damn these comments don't help at all. Me and Jose are gonna start going to the Crunch that is near here again which I am happy about. I love my body and also all for support of all sizes etc. but even simple tasks like walking for 10 minutes straight is getting to me now. I don't like it. Anyways...here if you need me x3
Because of all my stupid health and body stuffs (like bewbs) I'm only comfortable with swimming or yoga. Even when I was thinner I only finished the mile run once >.> I suck at running. Always have.
umping now hurts my back (sadly). I used to love jump rope, it was my thing. I still know tricks n all that. If my boobs could be contained by sports bras, I would probably do that. I hate having to wear 3 different sports tops to contain them, just for them to compromise me breathing >.> So it's: wanna breathe or have your back hurt?
Yoga I'm afraid to lay on the floor at my house xD Not cause it's dirty, but like RIGHT after I vacuum my brother somehow makes a weird weed/tobacco whatever mess on my just vacuumed floor.
But swimming I'm badass at! I'm a freakin mermaid! I feel good, look good, and get a workout to go with it.
That and I'm not keen on only working out certain parts of my body a day >.> I just want an all in one and those 2 do it.
The Y isn't as cheap as I thought it was >:C It's $100 to BE a member and $80 monthly. But it's the only place with a freakin pool .-.
My meema had one but she tore it down once she got a new dog. My ex has one, buuut I hate her face (cause she lies and she's a life ruiner with her lies). So I wanna get monies for at least the membership and one month. So far I got $30 in donations (yay), but I still just ksjfhlkjsadfl
I love me, but they need to shut up and leave me alone. I like being loved on from a distance from them, just smile at me and be proud, stop talking about my body, thank you. stop telling me what to eat. stop telling me what to eat and expect me to pay for all that expensive food, k thx!