Hey everybody,
The other day my boss, a co-worker and I were making small talk on the way out. My co-worker asked after my son and she commented on how big he'd gotten. Of course she meant 'big' as in TALL, but before I could respond, my boss jumps in. He starts this mini diatribe (as though he'd been wanting to say this to me for a LONG time) on how sad it would be for my son to ever be as big as me. His tone was almost 'jokey'. I was speechless, as was my co-worker. Now I'm mad at myself because I didn't say anything at the time, which allows this man to believe he has the right to talk to people like that...I kind of quickly changed the subject and it was forgotten.
I hate that some people can't see that I'm more than just an obese woman. It's taken a long time for even me to consider myself as human and everytime I make some little step towards change, someone like him comes along and tries to mess it all up. I mean, I have my bad days and I know that I'm not going to lose over 200lbs in a day or a week - maybe even a year. I hate that I've lost 14lbs and for a second, he made it feel like I've achieved nothing.
I think it's unfair that even when we start making a change, these saboteurs will never leave us alone until we're a size 10/12/whatever society deems as 'normal' this season. I've worked at this place for almost 3 years. I've known this guy for 2. I always ask after his wife and kids and I'm always polite - to everyone I meet. But this guy saw no problem whatsoever with talking down to me...because of 200lbs? AAARRRGGGGHHH!!!!
Thankfully, I do not feel like bingeing (anymore). I feel like filling the inside of his pants with LOTS of itching powder.