Jerry Bailey47 said:Girls were always jealous of me because I had that perfect, firm D-cup frame at 5'6" and maybe 115 lbs. 😛 No matter how much weight I lost, they stayed exactly the same. Now, they've grown significantly—obviously, things won't go back to exactly how they were—but that’s just life. 🤷 It's honestly hilarious seeing some people acting all excited about it. 😁 If they get truly nasty, I just tell them not to bother—because I'm planning on getting some reconstructive work done after I'm done nursing anyway. 😈
Exactly. You can deal with your own stuff eventually, while they'll likely just keep projecting their own insecurities... 😁
Angela Davis74 said:Then there's my mother-in-law, making comments about how I've put on weight, claiming it's just my stomach. I simply remind her that I was fit and attractive before her son ruined me. ☕
Sometimes I point out that I'm only 26 and have plenty of time to lose the weight. She can't handle that because she's obsessed with the fact that she's getting old. 😁
It's pathetic. 🙂
Even my own mother tells me I need to watch my weight, but she says it out of genuine concern that I'll overdo it during pregnancy. It isn't coming from malice, unlike that woman. 😠
That’s true... it really depends on who is making the comment.
Someone asked why this bothers us so much. To me, it feels like basic decency, but I suppose we aren't all wired the same way... what gets under my skin might be perfectly fine to someone else. 🤷 I mean, fine, say it to me once, maybe twice... but please, don't make it your go-to greeting every single time we see each other. 🙄
For instance, I don't walk around pointing at people and saying, "Oh, look at your gray hair," or "Wow, you've really filled out lately..."
So when I received that comment about being the "heaviest" now (haha), I just replied that at least I have a "valid excuse" for my weight (haha). And instead of a laugh, there was just this heavy silence... honestly, it was awkward... 😁