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I Apologize if I Stare….

I remember being very overweight and NOT wanting to walk into a crowded room.  Not wanting anyone to look at me and see how uncomfortable I was in my own skin.  Not wanting them to look at me and judge me for how big I was. Not wanting them to see me struggle to walk across the room and to see how difficult it was to catch my breath.  All I wanted was to blend into the crowd but how could I when I stood out SO much?

They Stared.

Fast forward 10 years to present day.  Now I am the person staring….

I can not help it.  I stare when I see a heavy person approaching.  I watch them struggle to cross the room as they try to catch their breath.  I watch their faces and know how uncomfortable they feel.  I watch as they try to blend in.  And I watch the others that stare at them.  I join the others that stare but I am not one of them….

I stare because I understand.  I stare at my old self, I know who you are, I know your struggles, I am your sister.  I stare because I can not walk over and give them a hug.  I stare because I want them to stare back and see there is hope.

About the author


Mom of two yougin's, on a mission to beat the battle of the bulge. Love to travel, cook, eat chocolate, binge watch movies, celebrity scout, ride rollercoasters & annoy my kids. Contact me: guideformoms@yahoo.com

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  • I see that I am late to this party. Smile.

    I am a 63 years old AA mother of one cult daughter.
    I have lost 134 lbs. Pretty much the same way as the author…
    except I didn't bariatric surgery.

    I agree with her tools of getting delivered from morbid
    obesity. Its such a bear! And it kills you!…

    I also remembered the stares. Sheesh.

    And now, I try to prevent myself from rushing up to others, who are struggling with 300 to 400 pounds, encouraging them to do what we did.

    Great blog. I plan to subscribe!

  • Good for you to lose 134 pounds!! Slow and steady wins the race.

    It made me sooo embarrassed when my mother commented to me about the overly large woman who was at her church. I just wanted to die!! I told her later that I thought she should have waited until we were in the car. AND that I had associated myself with the large woman. My mother (who could do no wrong) just said that I was not at all too large. She just didn't understand, partly because she has at most weighed 125 pounds in her lifetime.

    It's true that I only hit 220 pounds after my third child, with a height of just over 5 feet. I AM too large!! And it has been 30 years of trying to lose weight with no solution. I am 66 and have lost 12 pounds in the past 6 months. I am fearful of diabetes and want to watch my grandchildren grow up.

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