I've recently lost 35 pounds since December. I was at my heaviest four months ago 360, today I weigh in at 323.8 pounds. Until today, I thought that was a big accomplishment, but I was mistaken. Because of the cruility of others, all I see now is 323 pounds of fat staring at me in the mirror.
I was at a grocery store, picking out some milk and sugar free jello when a woman about the age of 24 or 25 came running across the isle saying "there! see!" and from behind her, her childish boy-friend about the same age bounded by her side saying "omg, you're right" and preceded to moo. Yes, moo at me like a cow. I was humiliated. My husband hadn't heard thank goodness, but all the way home he could tell I was upset about something. It took all my strength not to cry, but inside I was bawling.
Why are people so mean? Why do they have to be cruel and hurt people they've never met? It's always the skinny, young mean, jerk people that have never had a struggle in their life that put people down. I felt like I was back in high school again and completely ashamed of myself. I'm so self conscience of my looks and hide each chance I get; I don't know how to pick up my self esteme off the ground now, it just hurt so much to actually be moo-ed at. I can take the looks and the whispers, but to hear something like that. It killed me. I'm still a person and I have feelings, just hurt feelings now.

Sorry for the long post, pity party over now. Thanks for listening.



