You weigh 105kg. You know you’re fat, the world lets you know your fat, the few times you go to the doctor, instead of concentrating on the reason for your visits, he/she spends most of the time lecturing you on your weight. It reminds you of your childhood, of your parents lecturing you, your classmates teasing you, the disapproving looks you got from strangers on the street. You feel ashamed.
You notice your pants getting tight in the waist. Dammit, you’re gaining weight again! You try to eat less, exercise more, but it doesn’t seem to make any difference. You don’t go to the doctor, because what doctor is going to believe you? Besides, you feel fine apart from the weight gain, so what’s the point of going to the doctor?
You continue to gain weight, your waistline continues to expand. You feel helpless, you still don’t go to the doctor. You’re starting to feel a bit unwell, you’re tired most of the time, but you know it’s because you’re getting fatter, because that’s what happens to fat people. You’ve only yourself to blame, even though you can’t account for the weight gain.
You try not to think about it, because thinking about it only makes you more depressed. So you avoid looking in the mirror, you start wearing stretch fabric clothing because it’s more comfortable, and you don’t talk to anyone about it. You don’t get out much anyway, so noone really notices the change in you.
Then here’s the really ridiculous bit - you realise there’s a mass in your belly, but you still don’t want to go to the doctor, because if there is something wrong with you, it’s still your fault for being fat. So you try and put it out of your mind. Until the day you realise it’s gotten very big and you really need to seek help for it. So you decide you’ll call the doctor and make an appointment. You’ll do it next week.
Next week is quite busy, and you don’t make the appointment. nevermind, you think to yourself, I’ll make the call next week. Or the week after. Or the week after.
Eventually you make the appointment, the doctor examines you and whisks you off to the hospital.
Yep, I could definitely see this happening.