user 23974
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Hey lovely size-accepting people. I'm pretty new on here, have been lurking for a couple of years, but I'm now finally ready to make my own topic of discussion.
I'm 26 and a BBW. For me the term BBW is still hard for me to accept for myself as I was bullied for years at school about my size...and that was before I was even big! (That's another topic for later though). I have a loving husband who I've been with for 10 years and he loves my size, shape, personality and more. I'm very lucky to have met him.
BUT...
Walking home from work today I came across a group of boys, approx. 8 - 13 years old, who were kicking a football round. One of the boys decides to try and climb over a medium height fence, and is struggling and kind of 'straddling' it...his mates laugh at him and say to him, "What are you doing?! And in front of a lady too.", to which I retorted "Doesn't bother me if he hurts himself" and I laughed too, thinking I was nicely joining in with them. But no. One of the friends says something about my size to them and that I'm not a 'lady' as the other put it, and then all I get is a barrage of size abuse - "Fatty, fatso, I like your big arse...huge arse...go eat something fatty..." etc etc as I walk away. I just laugh, smile (and flip them the bird!) and walk in the other direction.
But just like it used to when I was a child it hurt. It really, truly hurt. Right here *points to heart*...a physical and emotional pain like no other. Then I am filled with dread and anxiety and paranoia. Why?! I'm 26...I haven't been intensively bullied for over 10 years or so. Little bits here and there, nothing really in the past 4 years. So why does it leave me feeling this way?
Please, someone take the pain away.
I'm 26 and a BBW. For me the term BBW is still hard for me to accept for myself as I was bullied for years at school about my size...and that was before I was even big! (That's another topic for later though). I have a loving husband who I've been with for 10 years and he loves my size, shape, personality and more. I'm very lucky to have met him.
BUT...
Walking home from work today I came across a group of boys, approx. 8 - 13 years old, who were kicking a football round. One of the boys decides to try and climb over a medium height fence, and is struggling and kind of 'straddling' it...his mates laugh at him and say to him, "What are you doing?! And in front of a lady too.", to which I retorted "Doesn't bother me if he hurts himself" and I laughed too, thinking I was nicely joining in with them. But no. One of the friends says something about my size to them and that I'm not a 'lady' as the other put it, and then all I get is a barrage of size abuse - "Fatty, fatso, I like your big arse...huge arse...go eat something fatty..." etc etc as I walk away. I just laugh, smile (and flip them the bird!) and walk in the other direction.
But just like it used to when I was a child it hurt. It really, truly hurt. Right here *points to heart*...a physical and emotional pain like no other. Then I am filled with dread and anxiety and paranoia. Why?! I'm 26...I haven't been intensively bullied for over 10 years or so. Little bits here and there, nothing really in the past 4 years. So why does it leave me feeling this way?
Please, someone take the pain away.
