A waste of life
Another lovely FAT EXPERIENCE story for ya'll.
My friend is a teacher and I was working with a consumer who happened to be volunteering in her classroom. Basically as a supported living specialist I was helping this person to volunteer. There was one older teacher in the classroom who was a teachers helper. Apparently after I left the classroom, this woman had some harsh things to say about me. The one that hurt m the most was that I am a "waste of life". She said a person my size isn't even fit to live and that I was just a waste of space. Can you imagine? I mean I was very nice to this woman, very polite and she is judging me by my body size and not my heart....it really hurt!! I can't wait to lose weight and show her that I can be beautiful on the outside and on the inside....and she will still be ugly on both accounts!!
The one thing that people keep asking me is, "can't you lose weight on your own," like I won't be doing any work if I get surgery. I understand that they mean can't I lose weight without surgery. Truth is, yes I can and, I have about 10 times. I have gotten down to a reasonable weight only to gain it back again. I'm tired of playing the yoyo....losing and gaining. The first time I went to weight watchers I was in SECOND GRADE!! I have been losing and gaining weight since I was 7!! That's 26 years of trying to lose weight....I am so tired of trying to keep a certain weight....for 26 years! This is exactly why I am not telling many people I know, because I don't want to hear people's opinions. Ya'll know what opinions are like...lol. I'm tired of hearing them....unless of course they are supportive
I have been fat all my life. I remember the first time my mother sent me to weight watchers I was in second grade. One of my worst fat days was in fifth grade. It was my 11th birthday and I was in school. I got a call from the office telling me to come down, when I arrived I saw a mug with flowers and a big balloon and was sooo excited. I practically skipped back to my classroom and took my seat...beaming with pride! A few minutes later the teacher had to excuse herself from the classroom. One of my classmates turned around laughing and asked "How did they get your picture on the balloon?" The whole class bust out laughing. I looked up at my yellow balloon to realize there was an elephant on the balloon. I tried my hardest to hold my composure as tears welled up inside. I walked home that day, crying, and feeling like a worthless elephant....not caring anymore that it was my birthday....Just remembering how my class had laughed at the FAT ELEPHANT sitting in their classroom It was the worst birthday of my life and a day that I will never forget.
I really owe it to that 11 year old little girl to get fit....finally be happy in my own skin!!!
