- Seatbelt extenders (although I have never needed one, if I had one more sip of anything, it wouldn’t have fit)
- Not being able to cross my legs
- Being the fat friend
- Lane Bryant. Torrid. And the rest of them
- Sweating
- Weighing more than my husband
- Worrying about plastic chairs
- Holding my breath when bending over
- Being told I have a pretty face
- Rolls.
- Chins.
- Chub rub.
- Having a high heart rate whenever I need to step on the scale
- Having to go to the back of the store for plus size
- Spending way too much on clothes because of extra fabric
- People assuming I have diabetes, high blood pressure or high cholesterol (which I don’t)
- Having to straddle the toilet when closing a bathroom stall door
- Having to adjust my shirt when I stand up
- Having to take angled pictures
- Having to find a 38H bra
- Stretchy jeans
- Purple stretch marks
- Some doctors using the wrist cuff instead of the arm cuff for blood pressure
- Back fat
- Awkward tan lines from rolls
- The feeling that no one wants to sit by you
- Buying longer shirts so they cover my belly and FUPA
- My boobs. I will not miss them being this size.
Wednesday, June 22, 2016
What I Won’t Miss About Being Fat
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment