I know the term "fat person" is quite subjective, but I hope you get my point nonetheless. I've lost a ton of weight this year, just about 40lbs since mid-January. At the beginning of the year, I was in the obese BMI range (31ish), and now I'm roughly 10lbs overweight, a BMI of and in pretty decent shape. My success came 95% from changing my diet and 5% from increasing exercise. I also owe much of my weight loss to the support of my partner, who has lost about 40-50lbs since we met 2 years ago, and who truly loves me at any size.
I struggled with my weight since I was a young child. I remember being teased by other kids in elementary school, and I have a specific memory of my neighbor Alex calling me "heifer." Being overweight became a part of my identity. When I went shopping, there was a good chance the large wouldn't fit, or the size 14 pants would be too tight. In college, I resigned myself to being the "fat friend", who would stand by while her friends got dates with guys. Everytime I went out to eat, I worried about other people judging me for being too indulgent as I had my meal
Now, I can hardly categorize myself as a fat girl... I go out running, and no one looks at me funny because I'm the fat girl trying to get in shape. I shop at regular stores and get annoyed when they don't have my size--not because I'm too big, but because they ran out of size 8's because that's everyone's size.
This is a really strange, foreign realization, that throws me off literally everyday.
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