The venting girl
I made a personal decision to lose weight. I felt like it was the change I needed to make to become mentally and physically better; for my peace of mind. I lost over 17kgs in 10months. Yey me! My family members liked me a lot more, some friends too. People noticed I was human. It blew my mind. Felt good and bad at the same time. However, with time I gained back the weight. Not all of it, but just a little, and then the comments came back. I was no longer human. Everyone has an opinion about me being fat. I have a ten-year window I have given myself to lose weight, try different diets and exercises to see which works for me and what fits best for me in the long run. But I don’t owe anyone an explanation. I prefer silence. Despite deciding individually, “the community” around me seems to think they have control over me, hence commenting about what I look like. These are some of the stupid mean things people have said to me: 1. “You know men don’t like fat women.” (My mind: it’s a prefere
