13. Weight limit and back pain
Back pain. I’m about 330 pound. So if you weigh 200 pounds, imagine wearing a 130 pound coat everywhere you go. If I walk a mile I have to sit down for a few minutes because my back is in so much pain.
Also transportation. I take up about 1.3 seats, so if I ever ride a bus that’s even close to being full, I’ll stand so I don’t bother anyone. The last time I flew, i bought two seats. I’m sitting in my seat and before we take off a flight attendant comes over to me, and makes me explain to her in front of everyone why I bought two seats.
Also people just assuming you’re always hungry. My dad asks my brother if he want’s something to eat, if my brother says no, then that’s the end of it. My dad asks me if I want something to eat, if I say no thanks, I get about 5 “are you sure” before he stops asking. Or at a family dinner, if there’s one piece of chicken left, my sister will just put it on my plate and say “here eat this” she is a nice person, and probably doesn’t put any thought into it, but it’s kind of humiliating; it’s a subtle way of her pointing out in front of my family that I’m fat.
I’ve also broken chairs in public just sitting on them. One office chair, and a few of those cheap plastic chairs. I’ve been at parties where all they have are the cheap plastic chairs, and I’ll be afraid if I sit down, i’ll break it and be the laughing stock of the party. So I’ll go use the bathroom every hour, just so I can sit down, because my back hurts from standing.
Want to go skydiving? Nope there’s a weight limit. Want to ride a Segway? Nope there’s a weight limit. Want to use a tanning bed? Nope there’s a weight limit. Want to ride a horse? Nope there’s a weight limit.
Want to buy a scale or a ladder? You gotta pay more to get one that can support you.
14. The truest
Self-esteem issues.
Literally all.
15. No determination
My mental struggles with the fact that I could change it, but then I don’t. I want to, honestly, but my will power says otherwise. Case in point, I had dinner an hour ago. Thirty minutes ago I wanted sliced bread and butter, so I had just that. I did NOT need it but I wanted it.
That and the fucking mirror.
