See... I am admittedly not nearly as nice as many of you are apparently.
I am totally on the "wish that on someone else" line of thought... But I already got mine. Really I did.
My mom and my sister would often make me the brunt of their jokes. Poking fun at me even when I was just a 16 or 18... My sister would say hurtful things, my mom would poke fun at me and make sure she degraded me in front of others.
They have gotten better now... My sister who was always a size 3-5 is now a 7-9 and pushing hard on the 9 with a belly on her. She's horrified.
My mom who was generally never higher than a 14 before and usually a 6-10 hit 185-190 and on someone who is 5'4" that is pretty curvy.
My sister cried on my shoulder and told me she was so sorry... My mom is now congratulating me on my loss and saying how much she will look forward to me being 220...
So I got mine. I actually wished they would know what it was like to not be thin and now they do.
Do I feel bad for them? No. Not really. They can lose it again.
Are there others in the world I would wish it upon? **** yes! And having seen some of them reach that point has made me smile. A lot!
Do I feel mean saying it? No. Not really. They can all lose it if they are willing to put the effort into it.
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Last edited by Cuter w Curves; 10-20-2007 at 03:38 PM.
I don't think "wishing" fat on someone is necessarily an evil thought. In the first place, no amount of wishing will add fat to someone else, so it's a harmless fantasy (if you don't obsess). In the second place, being fat is a life challenge, and comes with more disadvantages than advantages (but there are a few). Struggling with weight issues is not a fate worse than death. There are certainly aspects of being fat that I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy. On the other hand, there have been aspects of this challenge, that I would want every person in the world to experience.
Struggling with my weight has taught me valuable life lessons. It's certainly given me empathy for others, and has taught me to take very little for granted. Of course, I wish I didn't have to learn all of them so dramatically.
My ex-husband's sister. She (actually, my ex's whole family) was pretty critical of my weight. Not in a loud, obvious way, but in a very snide, disdainful way. I couldn't believe how wretched they were. True, I was very critical of them also because they were constantly on welfare and trying to suck every possible penny out of the government when they were all capable of getting off their skinny butts and getting jobs.
I didn't really need a magic fairy though. Once my sis-in-law hit 22 last year she swelled up like a balloon. She was 110 pounds and a size 3 juniors when I met her (at age 17). Now she's 190 pounds and its all in her face and around her waist. She looks awful. I can't wait to get skinnier than her. I will probably make a special trip to go "visit" her.
my husband has lost 140 lbs, and I honestly would like to put some of it on people who questioned my motives for falling in love with a 'fat man' (and that was the nicest i heard). even my best friend tried to disuede me. i am so glad i didnt listen to them.
Well...most of them are single, so I think they were a bit jealous...but they could have directed it at me, not him. And yes, I am very proud of my hubby. On the day we got engaged, he weighed 447 lbs...today he's at 309! His transformation isn't over - he's still working to get down to 250. I know he can do it, I stand behind him all the way!
There are so many people who act as if fat people aren't really people. I guess I do wish fat on them, because maybe it would open their eyes, and maybe in the process make them real people.
if not for me, for my hubby...
They still belong to the Desperado Briggade
