14 days ago I weighed 155 pounds.
Today I (still) weigh 152 pounds. I haven’t moved much this week. I think it’s because I was seduced by chocolate. Anyway, I’m not going to write about what I ate this week because it pretty much looks like what I ate last week, but I do feel that I must address a few things regarding the whole weight loss thing.
It’s been two weeks since I wrote the post that made the whole world scream. OK, I’m exaggerating. It wasn’t the whole world, but some folks did scream. And I’ve been trying to get my head around why. I’ve decided that the Internet is a perfect platform for people filled with anger to try and make others feel as miserable as they do. I received an email letting me know that I must have mental issues to think 157 pounds is overweight. (I have news for you, Internet: BMI charts don’t lie.) For the life of me I cannot figure out how someone can feel so much animosity toward a complete stranger just because said stranger wrote about wanting to lose weight on the Internet. Could said person feel insecure about his or her own weight gain? Would it have made a difference had I been obese and suggested I wanted to lose weight? And if I were obese, what’s a safe number to admit to weighing and then wanting to lose? Would I have to be the fattest person on the Internet? Sick with diabetes? I’m really trying to understand why my post about how much I weigh and want to lose made people angry.
I am not comparing myself to you or anyone else, I’m comparing myself to me. I have put on weight over the years. I have let things get out of hand, my hand. It’s about me and my weight gain. If you don’t think a size 10 is too big, that’s totally cool. I don’t really think it is either. Sometimes, I even wear a 12/13 but that’s because I have big tits. (Please note: If you are a small breasted woman and unhappy about it, don’t send any hate mail about my boobs. Believe me, I’m unhappy about them as well.) It doesn’t make me any less of a woman if I would rather be a size 8, or, God forbid, smaller.
One person was annoyed by my having used the wrong adjective. That just makes them look stupid. Do you really want to appear fat and stupid. Because I’m assuming that since you’re critiquing my having used the wrong adjective when referring to my weight, you’re sensitive about your own.
Seriously, I’m not trying to be rude. I am not calling anyone fat. I was not trying to make anyone feel badly. I can assure you, I’m not like that. But some of the feedback I received was just downright mean. I fail to see what I wrote that warranted such a backlash. And if I were one to eat whenever I feel badly, I’d have put on weight last week because some of y’all are mean.
Granted, I also received some awesome, incredibly sweet email, words of encouragement, words of wisdom and to all of you who took the time to do so, thank you. You helped counter the bitterness.
To the rest of you mean people, I got 8 words for you: “Your mama’s so fat, she ate the Internet.”
Updates on my weight loss will take place every Saturday in a section called Saturday Stats until I reach my goal.
Part of NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month), where one writes every day for the month of November, which is easier said than done.