Originally Posted by Happy Me
Here is mine I wanna get off of my chest, because it is still somehow bothering me.
Just as a bit of back story: I have always been a chubby girl, but it persisted despite how I ate or how active I was, so I decided at some point in my early 20's to just be healthy. Meaning I would make sure I was eating healthy foods in healthy amounts, and getting good exercise. This kind of life made me feel a lot better, I had lots of energy, and could do anything I wanted (meaning my weight didn't stop me from doing things skinny people did). I was active, had boundless energy, and was happy, but I remained chubby always. I always loved myself anyway, but as I am sure you are aware, people are not nice to fat people.
So 20 years later (about 2.5 years ago) I start getting really sick. It took a very long time (almost 2 years) to get diagnosed (rare disease) and during the whole time I was losing weight rapidly. I have been pretty hardened to people making comments about my weight, so I really thought after 20 years of dealing with people making comments about my weight there was no comment I couldn't deal with? Well, the whole time, people at work are making comments about how great I look because I am losing so much weight. Which wasn't nice, given the situation, but it is not that bad. But I am getting sicker and sicker and sicker, and finally get a diagnosis. It is an incurable, basically untreatable rare disease, and I am just going to get sicker and sicker until I am bed bound.
At some point I am so sick that I am doing basically nothing except working a few hours of work every week. I have no energy to do anything else. I couldn't eat basically anything, and if I did I would throw a lot of it up. I can't buy new clothes that fit, and even if I could do the shopping I can't wear clothes that fit because of the pain. So I basically look like a frumpalump all the time.
One of my last days at work (eventually I was so sick I couldn't even work a few hours of work a week), I was meeting with my boss, and she says, as like a pep talk about my illness, "Well at least you're losing weight!"
I hope I don't need to explain beyond that?
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