Wow! Look what I started, in all innocence!
I was home for the last day and a half writhing in pain and taking some nice drugs that didn’t get rid of the pain but made me feel really happy.
Anyway, here I am, back at work today, feeling slightly better and interested to see what’s been going on in this thread.
To clarify: my original post was mainly directed at my husband, who can and does eat anything he wants and doesn’t gain an ounce. However, I don’t think I was going overboard in my depictions of the hurtful things that people have said to me.
In regard to the situation that mr. c4c and I haven’t had sex in almost a year, someone suggested that we were having sex at one time. I wish I could say that was true, but I’m sorry to have to report that at the MOST, our average sexual encounter was once a month. It was ALWAYS me initiating it with his very reluctant cooperation. I know that he has other issues in addition to my weight, but the fact remains that for him my weight is a significant issue. He has told me that he loves me so much that he had hoped it wouldn’t be an issue, but has found that it is.
I’ve been seriously looking into bariatric surgery, and he is vehemently opposed to it. So much so that when I brought it up again on Tuesday evening he threw a huge temper tantrum. I didn’t feel any better about it, especially as I’m experiencing a high pain period of time right now. But we’ve done a lot of talking, and this is where I’m at. He’s agreed to go to the gym with me and work out with me, and not to complain about the meals I cook. I’m an awesome cook, by the way, but he wants to eat high-fat stuff and I’ve been refusing to cook that way anymore.
As long as I’ve got his active participation in this, then I’m willing to listen to his feelings about not having the surgery. But if his support continues, as it has been for the last 10 years, to be lip service only, then I don’t feel under any obligation to listen to him.
The point of this post, by the way, wasn’t a complaint that I’m fat. I know I am, I’m not happy about it, and I have been working to do what I can to get rid of the condition. The point of this post was that I don’t like being the butt of ridicule from my husband or any given stranger who happens to see that I’m fat and feels free to comment on it.
I’d never walk up to someone, whether I know them or not, and make a rude comment based on one of their problems. I just ask to be treated the same way. I realize that’s an unrealistic expectation, which is why I chose this forum to vent off some frustration. I can’t change the world, I can only change myself.
There are so many people who’ve been posting on this topic, and I wish I knew you. You’re intelligent, educated, have something thought-provoking to say. And there are other people who’ve posed that make me so glad I don’t know you. I wonder if you’re really as much of a jerk as you seem, or if you’re just playing one for fun, and laughing as you watch other people’s reactions.
Whatever it is, I know that I’m a cool person and I’m really trying to not let other people’s ignorance affect my perceptions of myself.