"Is It Me, Or Do You And I Never Got OUT Anywhere?...When Are You Going To Introduce Me To Your Friends and Family?"
Being a Woman Of Size (WOS), I've had more than my fair share of cruel comments and verbal abuse from people and in worse cases, the very men who claimed that they loved me. Of course in an effort to make nice, they would say that they said those things "out of anger".
How can you get angry enough to tell someone that you "love" that they are worthless because they're fat? Beats me...
As a result, it has made me a little rough around the edges and very apprehensive to open up and trust people. At the same time, it has made me not so sensitive to peoples' malicious attacks and has forced me to stand up for myself. I have taken on a new sense of self-worth and a confidence that before I felt I was not entitled to have.
This road to "Self Love" has been a very hard one to travel, but it's been more than worth it and I walk it everyday; pot holes, quick sand pits and all. I have learned that I have the right to love myself AS IS. NOT 150, 100, OR EVEN 50 POUNDS FROM NOW and that I deserved to be loved AS IS and not once I'm able to shop in the juniors department...I digress.
This all came to mind when I was contacted by a guy I used to have a romantic interest in...
He was nice, smart, funny, and he said that he was ready to give up the single life and settle down. Things were going along well between us for several months and we then started talking about taking our relationship to the next level: MARRIAGE. At first he just casually discussed it, nothing serious. As time went on, we began talking in terms of "us" getting married one day. My heart skipped a beat and it was not from indigestion. Naturally, being the Fluffy Princess I am, I started looking at gowns. I know he hadn't actually proposed but I wanted to know every Plus Size bridal gown resouce so that I could narrow down my search when it came time to shimmy down the aisle...but there was something that seriously wrong with our "relationship"...
We had been dating for a little over a year and I had yet to meet any of his friends or family & we seldom went out together. Allow me to say here that I used to be a long-distance truck driver (yeah, I'm bad lol) so for a long time I blamed the fact that I hadn't met his people on rarely being at home while working. So, I felt that in order to solidify our relationship so that we could take that step towards "Marital Bliss", I did what any fool blinded by love would do...I quit my driving job.
In my little 20 something year old mind, this made all the sense in the world and would surely catapult us down the aisle...right?
You already know it didn't.
Sure, we went out a few times but he never held my hand or showed any affection towards me in public. Of course all the signs were there but I just didn't believe that he didn't LOVE ME because he never said out loud that my weight was an issue...but it became clear that it was on the night of what would be our last date.
We went to the movies & you guys know I move a little slower when walking cause I'm on the chunky side, but "my man" is literally walking TEN FEET AHEAD OF ME. To the untrained eye, it looked like we weren't a couple. Sadly, it wasn't until that very moment that I realized that we weren't...at least not in public.
When leaving the theatre I was so mad I was moving fast as hell (which in reality is probably about normal pace for a skinny person) to get out of there. Once we were in the car, I flat out asked him "What the hell?! Do you have a problem with the way I look?" He said "No, your dressed fine". I roared "You know what I mean! Do you have a problem with the fact that I'm overweight?" He didn't answer me; we just rode in silence.
When he dropped me back off at home, he still said nothing. I simply got out his car quickly as I could so that I could cry alone (another "skill" I learned over the years of being taunted; I'm able to not cry in front of people regardless of how emotional I may be over the situation. Probably more of set back than a skill, but we'll let a trained professional decide).
I haven't heard from him since...
I refuse to date someone who is ashamed of my body, only goes out with me when it's dark out IF they take me out AT ALL, or always starts any compliment that they intent to pay me with "You look cute but you would look better if you lost weight..." (mind you, this is no compliment, just a backhanded insult)
Excuse you! I look cute with the weight...