I've been reading the Dim boards off and on since I first got on the internet. Haven't posted very often because I'm not really computer literate (enough to get by), and, even online, I'm weirdly shy. But, I could really use some community, and I'm tired of trying to get my friends and family to understand how important it is to me to be acknowledged as a fat person, and to allow me to live in their presence as a fat person. What I mean is, the people around me act as if I am not fat, I'm guessing because they feel it is the 'kind' thing to do, since being as fat as I am is so 'bad' in society's eyes. I'd like to live it all, good, bad, and ugly, as an acknowledged fat person by everyone, and not just those who make fun of fat people. Do any of you have success getting your friends/family to treat you like a 3-Dimensional (just now realised the pun there) fat person, instead of your fat being the elephant in the room?
So, I had something out of the ordinary happen the other day, and I'd like to talk it out with someone, but don't have anyone who I'd trust to do this with. Let me preface this with the fact that I have gained some weight latley (stress-related, no doubt). I haven't weighed myself in well over a year, so I had no idea what I weighed. But, my clothes are tighter, and since I've fallen behind in my laundry duties, I had to wear a very tight pair of jeans on Friday. Well, these jeans have to be worn fairly low on my belly or else I can't bend over or sit without pain. Anyway, I went to eat lunch at a Chinese restaurant, and as I was going to the buffet table, a woman at the far end of the room (a small room, though) gasped in shock and said to her two companions, "look at that." I'm assuming she was talking about me, since it was a small room and I was the only one up and moving in the room. The weird thing is, I wasn't terribly upset. More of a que sera sera response.
So, when I got home, I looked at myself in the mirror, and my jeans had slipped down farther than I realised, and most of my very large belly was above my belt. I was shocked at how fat this made me look (I almost gasped!). So, I decided to weigh myself, and the scale said I weighed about 40 pounds more than I thought I weighed. Hmm, I wasn't sure how to take this, either, because I didn't feel like I weighed that much, in terms of mobility and health and the ammount of space I take up. But I don't think the scale was wrong, either, but I don't know what its highest weight capacity is, and the scale said I weighed 369.7 pounds (pretty precise, huh?).
I figured I'd go online and get some info (because I'm a glutton for punishment), and discovered that my BMI is 62. I've never met anyone with a BMI that high. Furthermore, I had no idea there were categories higher than morbidly obese, and find out that I'm in the highest category-the 'super super morbidly obese' category. My first thought about this was, "They couldn't come up with anything better than 'super' morbidly obese' and 'super super' morbidly obese'? Jeez, how uncreative.
I'm trying to deal with all this info, and how to feel about it, and how to think about myself as a 'super super morbidly obese' person. Any help you all could offer would be great. As I said, I could really use a community of people who can give me rational, fair suggestions, and not freak out or condesend to me as a 'poor' fat person. I'm pretty happy with myself, but still can't overcome all the hate and ridicule that I get as a fat person, and need to find some outlet where I can talk about this honestly. Thank you for any info you can offer.
So, I had something out of the ordinary happen the other day, and I'd like to talk it out with someone, but don't have anyone who I'd trust to do this with. Let me preface this with the fact that I have gained some weight latley (stress-related, no doubt). I haven't weighed myself in well over a year, so I had no idea what I weighed. But, my clothes are tighter, and since I've fallen behind in my laundry duties, I had to wear a very tight pair of jeans on Friday. Well, these jeans have to be worn fairly low on my belly or else I can't bend over or sit without pain. Anyway, I went to eat lunch at a Chinese restaurant, and as I was going to the buffet table, a woman at the far end of the room (a small room, though) gasped in shock and said to her two companions, "look at that." I'm assuming she was talking about me, since it was a small room and I was the only one up and moving in the room. The weird thing is, I wasn't terribly upset. More of a que sera sera response.
So, when I got home, I looked at myself in the mirror, and my jeans had slipped down farther than I realised, and most of my very large belly was above my belt. I was shocked at how fat this made me look (I almost gasped!). So, I decided to weigh myself, and the scale said I weighed about 40 pounds more than I thought I weighed. Hmm, I wasn't sure how to take this, either, because I didn't feel like I weighed that much, in terms of mobility and health and the ammount of space I take up. But I don't think the scale was wrong, either, but I don't know what its highest weight capacity is, and the scale said I weighed 369.7 pounds (pretty precise, huh?).
I figured I'd go online and get some info (because I'm a glutton for punishment), and discovered that my BMI is 62. I've never met anyone with a BMI that high. Furthermore, I had no idea there were categories higher than morbidly obese, and find out that I'm in the highest category-the 'super super morbidly obese' category. My first thought about this was, "They couldn't come up with anything better than 'super' morbidly obese' and 'super super' morbidly obese'? Jeez, how uncreative.
I'm trying to deal with all this info, and how to feel about it, and how to think about myself as a 'super super morbidly obese' person. Any help you all could offer would be great. As I said, I could really use a community of people who can give me rational, fair suggestions, and not freak out or condesend to me as a 'poor' fat person. I'm pretty happy with myself, but still can't overcome all the hate and ridicule that I get as a fat person, and need to find some outlet where I can talk about this honestly. Thank you for any info you can offer.
