I hated being the only one who wasn't getting flirted with or getting drinks bought for them. I just sat in the corner gorging on whatever appetiter they were able to refrain from eating. And of course them complaining about how "fat" THEY were. Please....
I hate group shopping trips. You know, when everyone goes into a store who's largest size is just too small for me, and I'm acting all like that's not the case, even going so far as to take stuff into the dressing room that I know won't fit, just in case. Or when you like a jacket that's super cute and just fits, but then your friend tries it on, looks amazing, and buys it.
Shopping, and only hitting stores that fit their size, they are oblivious to the fact that I haven't tried a thing on and i'm to scared to take them to a "heavywear" store.
The looks of pity, whenever weight or limitations due to weight pop up... in a sort of "poor fat you" kind of way.
Not being flirted with, untagging pictures IMMEDIATELY!, listening to them complain about how fat they are when they are like 120 MAYBE. trying to share clothes.. ESPECIALLY BELTS! I love my waist belts... but I tried to borrow my friends this weekend and It ruined my night.
Having to follow my best friend into places like Abercrombie where the clothes just won't fit me. I stand around feeling like an idiot as she ooos and ahhs over clothes that look like they're made for 12-year-olds (she's a size 2 at most). She's the sweetest person in the world and I think it just doesn't occur to her that nothing there would fit me.
Being afraid to dance when I went to see my friends bands.. and having to untag myself from pictures because I looked really bad. And, of course, when they would make offhanded comments about my weight.
The worst was when I was a member of a rowing team. A lot of our stats were calculated by weight. I would certainly say I wasn't fat when I was on the team, but I was definitely one of the heavier women.
We would have tests every two weeks to see what our speed numbers were. Our weight would get published alongside the those numbers for all the team to see. It was so mortifying.
I wasn't the biggest person in my group of friends...so it wasn't TOO bad. But I remember going shopping with some of my smaller friends, and it SUCKED helping THEM pick out clothes, but I didn't even want to look because I KNEW that nothing was going to fit. Or just last year, went to Hollister to get hubby some stuff (He's 150 lbs soaking wet and 6'1") and he didn't think before he spoke and said "Anything you want outta here before we leave?" Grrrr!!
Being "the friend" to begin with and not the one who the guys were interested in. This was my life in high school and the first half of college.. more than 10 years ago. I still feel that way today.
What Do You Hate Most About Being The Fat Friend?
