My weight issues come from a different place and yes I will say that anger and sorrow DID jump start me into weight loss. My anger comes from years of abuse, since I was five years old, and other traumatic things, but mostly I felt other feelings like sorrow and such. So, I built a wall of fat around myself to hide myself. I did go within myself, it was the only way at the time I could survive. I mean that literally.
However, after standing up to my abusive step mother and father things started to change for me .I was angry, I was upset, and I did start working on myself, from the inside out. Then in 2008 I started working on my outer self a bit more and that is when the weight loss started. It wasn't anger then, more a desire to live and be happy. I do still get angry at things, but with comments I've gotten from strangers it is more of a hurt. I don't lose weight for them, not at all. In fact I just get hurt because usually it corresponds with something else I'm feeling...I guess I'm unlucky then.
I really and truly feel sorry for the people who are so mean to other people. It makes me more sad than anything. A part of me wants to show them why that isn't good for them, but then the other part of me just thinks they'll get what they deserve, no doubt they will. People like that are usually unhappy themselves is the thing to remember. They pick on other people to make themselves feel better, but one day they'll end up seeing (hopefully) the truth and change. I know my boyfriend used to be mean to others when he was a lot younger. He admitted he used to make fun of women who were fat and he felt bad for making comments. As he grew older he changed and is a wonderful guy, he probably was a wonderful guy then too. Just angry or feeling things himself too.
My point is that I don't think these people are bad people. Life does have a way of teaching lessons, so maybe they'll grow out of it. I will say that the people who have made comments to me or around me were usually young, perhaps in their 20s or even younger. People who stared and were rude to me at my highest weight were older. Now I'm 267 pounds and I don't get the same reaction. I get some looks, but meh, I just smile at them and sometimes they run away from me (odd reaction) or they smile back.
Seriously though, I lose weight for me and I work on myself for me. I want that to be selfish, it is about m e and giving myself a chance. To be honest ,I never had a chance. Since I was five years old my life was crap. It is getting better, but I deserve peace and happiness.
It is good to talk about anger issues though. That is exactly the first step toward healing.
*HUGS* I still have a lot of negative feelings within me. Some I'll never "fix" and others I can work on and just understand.