Much like "How are you?", "You've lost weight" isn't really expecting a reply and quite honestly, it's the conversational equivalent to "The sky is blue." Why do we say these things to each other? I haven't figured that one out yet, but I do want to rant for just a little while.
I want to give you some visuals to go along with this, okay? If not, just go ahead and go back to your Saturday routine and enjoy your day. PS don't be alarmed if you decide to look at the following pictures, I used to be fat, really fat. In fact, I still am. I'm waiting for the day that the Wii stops telling me I'm obeast. You'll have to click through for these photos, they are scary ;)
This one is closest to the lowest I've ever weighed, unfortunately, since of style was lacking to show it off. And yes, that's a crew cut. I had issues.
Here's me with my girl on the way up.
Me at my heaviest. I weighed 300 pounds, but I "hide it well" so nobody was concerned about the fact that I was double a normal weight for my height. Not even me. Though honestly, I felt out of control.
Yet again, a crazy hair style, must be my thing. I'm still a bit chunky.
My face looks just like my grandmother's in this picture, not the features so much as the chin outline. She died from complications related to diabetes. It was a stroke. I didn't see any connection to my future other than the chin.
Now in this one, I look a lot more round that I prefer, but hey, I was round.
I was so proud of myself.I had finally stopped gaining with every bite, but instead had started to loose a little weight.
One of my favorite pictures. I love my mom. And you can't see my belly which was like a big bowl of jelly. Still is truth be told.
You can see that I'm starting to be okay with showing my neck a bit more, because it's looking more neck like and less quadruple chin like.
And this one makes the double chin look gone completely, but it's still there, just hiding in the shadows.
Same me, about 265 or so. I felt smaller but still struggling.
Here I am from this summer, around 230. I could wear extra large. I think it's the first time in forever since that happened.
That's me with the big thing on my head. I was a jelly fish. People tell me I'm skinny. I think it's a comparison thing. So 220 is skinny compared to 300. But seriously people, I'm not the skinny one in this photo by a long shot. Don't lie to people, we don't like it.
Here's me with my husband from this last weekend. I should not have sat down for a photo, because that's how I roll (get it rolls, lol).
And this is me, too. I recognize myself. I look a lot like I did in college. In fact, I even managed to get another grey shirt for myself. I guess somethings don't change. But I want to show you something.
You can see for yourself that I've lost weight in the past three years, just like you can tell that H has gone from being a five year old to an eight year old. So the truth is when I hear someone say "You've lost weight" I want to say "The sky is blue" Because honestly it's not like I went on a diet and lost five pounds to get a little more comfortable in my skinny jeans. I've lost 80 pounds between these two moments in my life.
So what would be helpful? "You know, I think you're awesome. What have you been up to lately?" And let's say you don't think I'm awesome (I know, hard to believe, but I've met a few people out there that think that), a nod will do just fine or maybe a wave to acknowledge that I actually do exist and I'm not invisible.
Alright, picture show and rant over. Go back to your Saturday.