tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397186280973403909.post9091622431826363621..comments2024-02-08T10:40:56.376-06:00Comments on Big Fat Delicious: A thought for the day (and for a lifetime)vesta44http://www.blogger.com/profile/15480692717585745934noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397186280973403909.post-48021236083739286782007-10-16T21:57:00.000-05:002007-10-16T21:57:00.000-05:00Thanks, Sarah. I read some of your blog, and you a...Thanks, Sarah. I read some of your blog, and you are making progress. I can see it in your posts. I can tell you that it takes time, sometimes lots of time to be able to see it yourself.<BR/>It took me quite a while to see how far I had come, and even now, I have days where I'm right back where I started (but then Helga the Bitch Goddess comes out and won't let me stay there.........lol). To paraphrase Dolores Claiborne: "Sometimes being a bitch is all a woman has." I know it's helped me many a time.vesta44https://www.blogger.com/profile/15480692717585745934noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397186280973403909.post-55251102480969842382007-10-16T13:40:00.000-05:002007-10-16T13:40:00.000-05:00I admire you very much.I admire you very much.Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11813023808982058233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397186280973403909.post-61056041696869125502007-10-08T13:54:00.000-05:002007-10-08T13:54:00.000-05:00Rachel, that's how I met DH too. He saw my persona...Rachel, that's how I met DH too. He saw my personal ad on Yahoo and mailed me. He knew up front what I looked like since I had a full-body pic posted. I wasn't sure I wanted to do a long-distance romance, since he was 3 hours away. But I called him (this was last June), we had so much in common and got along really well, and we got married in December. When he contacted me, I had given up on finding someone, was just too busy (and lazy) to remove my personal ad, so maybe there was a reason for that laziness/busy-ness.......lol. And I know that I will have to deal with the weight crap from others, but not from him, and that makes it easier to tell everyone else to STFU about my weight (if it doesn't bother me anymore, and it doesn't bother DH, then other opinions don't matter).vesta44https://www.blogger.com/profile/15480692717585745934noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397186280973403909.post-20849818986278350552007-10-08T13:27:00.000-05:002007-10-08T13:27:00.000-05:00My husband and I first met online. For three week...My husband and I first met online. For three weeks he kept pressuring me to meet in person, but I was so insecure with how I looked I kept putting it off. I was afraid that he would take one look at me, decide I was too fat, and run in the opposite direction.<BR/><BR/>But he was a persistent git, and kept pressuring me. Finally I told him that I would meet him, but not to expect a Barbie doll. I told him that I had a past history of eating disorders and weight-related issues and that if he couldn't handle it we should never even bother meeting.<BR/><BR/>He replied back saying that he didn't care what I looked like.<BR/><BR/>We met a few days later on July 25, 2005 and two years later to the day, we were married.<BR/><BR/>I'm still at times insecure with my weight amongst other issues. But my relationship with my husband is the one sure thing I know I will never have to worry about.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397186280973403909.post-15053283099676292292007-10-07T16:55:00.000-05:002007-10-07T16:55:00.000-05:00Mary, thanks. I think if I hadn't put that out the...Mary, thanks. I think if I hadn't put that out there, I would have felt like a hypocrite. I am still learning, still struggling, but every time one of those thoughts hits me, I stop myself, and say "that applies to me too, do I really want to say that about myself?" If the answer is no (and it usually is), then I know I don't want to say it, or think it, about anyone else.vesta44https://www.blogger.com/profile/15480692717585745934noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397186280973403909.post-30037016434514555692007-10-07T16:48:00.000-05:002007-10-07T16:48:00.000-05:00Your candor is so refreshing. It's not easy to wre...Your candor is so refreshing. It's not easy to wrestle with bias against the group to which you belong.<BR/><BR/>Before I became enlightened (ah-hem), I went out to lunch with two plus-size coworkers. I felt so conspicuous. I remember thinking of us as Mongo, Bongo, and Jongo (no idea what that means).<BR/><BR/>Now I feel proud to be out and about with my fat and sassy friends. But the transition was not an easy one.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for putting it out there!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com