Why did all of this have to happen to me? I don't deserve this bullshit. I'm at 180 pounds at the moment, and can't afford to gain another pound or I'll lose myself mentally. Since the surgery for the health issues I can't hula hoop or lift anything over 10lbs for a month! How in the hell is one supposed to get fit?! This is a living nightmare. I was where I wanted to be with my weight, I was happy with myself. I lost that. That's something horrible to lose.
When I vent about this particular subject I get the same responses each time. I hate each one in a different way. The most I get is what people say when they either think they're smart or have no idea what to say.
You've done it once, do it again.Yeah. Kinda what I'm going to have to do. We have a captain obvious over here! Remind me again why I should have to?
Many (and I mean many) of my girl friends are shredding weight rapidly. This brings me to response number two. When weight loss advice is given to me.
You know, the secret actually is...Bitch, please. The secret is to shut the fuck up and do what works for you. I worked at Victoria's Secret, I think I'd know. The last thing I need is some wench who hasn't worked off nearly half the weight I have, shown half the progress I have, or been through half the hell I have to try telling me how to lose weight. I know exactly what I need to do, and one of those things is avoid listening to you.
On the contrary, some come to me sharing stories about health issues that affected their weight. Whether or not it's a similar issue, this is the only acceptable response (when it comes to "helping") I've come to find. It's interesting learning about different illnesses and how it's affected a friends struggle with weight. I'm by no means saying I enjoy the fact another human is sick. In fact I usually get a twisted stomach when these types of responds come out to play. I feel guilt, because I'm already on guard for all the other expected responses.
There is one exception. My step-brother's friend. She was my size now all winter, while I was healthy and in shape. We share very similar health problems that cause us to have weight struggles. The last time I saw her she had lost a lot of weight, so I mentioned she looked good. She's too vain to end it with a smile and a thank you. Instead she pulls up her shirt stating "I know, right?! I lost blah blah pounds since blah blah blah and blah blah blah". I learned that day no matter what size she is she'll never look good. She used the condo's I stayed at all summer to bring random guys to sleep with in our living room, has horribly rotting teeth, and is an extremely rude and selfish person. She will never have enough respect from me to look "good". To look good, you have to be both fit and have the right attitude. Not be a piece of trash who treats others like trash. Anyways, she has a list of foods that aren't good to eat with our condition. Her sister does at least. I asked for a copy, she continued to talk about herself. Don't know if I'm going to get that copy or what...
I had to vent this out. It's been eating away at me (I wish literally).
Basically, you don't tell the girl who lost over 100 pounds successfully what to do to lose weight.
You lost weight? Great for you.
No need to flaunt it to the point you think you can help the whole world lose a good 50lbs.
Even I wasn't that stupid or naive.