The Just Thought I'd Share Thread

[HomerMcvie]

Originally Posted by Enchanted_Stevi

JTIS...

That I had an hour long conversation with my dad at work and it pretty much consisted of him telling me I'm fat...saying how I let myself go and what not...It all started out about how I told him a freind from hair school applied at the same 2 salons I did and got both jobs...and one i never heard back from...and he was like "is she tall? is she skinny? is she pretty?" and I was like "yea...but i cant help it that I'm short...and average looking and not skinny with big boobs" then he started rambling on about how I'm pretty much fat...and yes I know being 5'2'' and the weight that I am isnt healthy...but i seriously dont look fat at ALL!!! Sure my stomach got a little bigger and my face is a lil rounder...but its not that noticeable...and it really pissed me off...I didnt tell him tho because if I did I would have started crying...so I held it in and was quiet pretty much the whole time...We ended the conversation on a "good note" but then I started thinking about everything he said and it started eating at me inside so I called Ashley's mom(shes like my 2nd mom lol) and I vented to her and started bawling my eyes out..saying I try and loose weight but its not that easy and keeping track of what I eat isnt easy either but I try...and she said hes an asshole and I should distance myself from him a little bit and when he asks where Ive been just tell him that out last conversation made me angry and uncomfortable

So now I feel horrible about myself =(

If it's any comfort at all, they MEAN well. Really, and sometimes it can be a great motivator(which was what happened in my case). I had let myself go for years. While I'm 5"10", I'm actually pretty small boned().....really though....everyone thought for years, that I was a pretty big guy.....ANYWAY, 4+ years ago, I was up to 215, and my aunt(who pretty much says whatever is on her mind) just told me how fat I was getting, and that I really needed to do something about it.

Did it hurt my feelings? Absolutely.

But did I do something about it? Absolutely. Her telling me how fat I had gotten, WAS the motivation that I needed, to put my life back in order. SERIOUSLY. She WAS rude for saying it, but I've thanked her 100 times!!!

I lost 80 lbs, and have kept all but 10, off. But more than just the weight....really....the weight loss gave me a new lease on life!!! I had given up on life, and love....it was over for me...and now, I've seriously become the best ME that I've ever been(NO, not because of the weight, but what the weight represented to me.....just giving up, not caring what I looked like, etc....). I have a new lease on life, and life is sweet now(50 times sweeter than it was before, because I now have the gift of HOPE).

Anyway, I was only trying to impart what his statements might have been shooting for...motivation.