The truth about obesity

I'd be fairly big at 18+ stone. Too big, actually, and I'm not exactly fond of my body.

However (and I'm sure I'll be called everything under the sun, this being AH and all :rolleyes: ) it's a bit of a double edged sword.

I am bored a lot (and eat due to it). When I'm bored I'll just eat endlessly as something to do to pass the time. Sounds a bit odd, I know, but gives you something to do.

I'd like to go to the gym, play a sport, etc. but I'd be in terrible shape and i'd be far too anxious (have tried in the past, and failed, multiple times). I'm far, far too self-conscious.

So instead of doing these things, I stay home... and eat more.


I'm well aware I'm overweight. Earlier in my life I was crippled with depression and social anxiety disorder (which still has effects on me, obviously). I have literally no social life as I've lost touch with all of my friends (and anytime I get invited anywhere I generally tend to opt-out, as I fear my weight will cause me issue or embarrassment somewhere along the way).

So instead of going out for a laugh or heading to the cinema or bowling to kill an hour.. I stay home.. and eat.


It's an incredibly vicious cycle and I never feel good about it. Literally sucks your will to live out of you, and I have no motivation or enthusiasm for everyday tasks.


Being noticeably overweight is a mental issue as much as it is a physical one.




BUT, Here's where I get confused:

What the fcuk does it have to do with you? Or anyone else?

It's my concern and no one else's. I'll lose the weight some day (or hopefully die in the process). My weight is of no inconvenience to anyone else.

I'm forever hearing about how overweight people are clogging up the health system, etc. and I sometimes think, hey, you know what, that's a fair point.

But then I realise that almost any overweight person I know is never at their GP or in hospital - and if they are, it's usually nothing to do with their weight.

But the A+E department is usually full of idiots who've been hurt because they couldn't handle their drink. But yet, I don't sit around exclaiming negative opinions about people who drink alcohol.

As an overweight teen, I've literally had people roar and shout incredibly hurtful things at me from across the road. Even as an adult I still get it (though not as obnoxiously). But yet I've never felt the urge to tell a smoker they smell or roar at someone having a pint that they're what's wrong with the world.


What's more, is this whole thing of people thinking that overweight people don't actually realise that they're overweight. I'm actually well aware of it (as shocking as that may sound). Do you think black people realise that they're.. you know.. black?

And the blonde girl walking down the street.. reckon she's aware that she's blonde? Maybe we should try and say it to her, that we've noticed she's getting more blonde lately. She might not see herself in a mirror every single day of the year, so we'd better let her know that we noticed.


Actually, what we should do, is mind our own fucking business and take care of our own problems and let everyone else do the same!


I find it amazing how it's so socially acceptable to be intentionally and overly cruel to people due solely to their weight.

If I went around abusing people for any other physical feature I'd be No. 1 Enemy on boards. But if I use a load of derogatory terms for overweight people, all I'll do is rack up a load of 'thanks' from the people at the bottom of the barrel.


But, that's just me and my opinion.