Just got asked if I’m pregnant…again
Multiple times over the last few years, I’ve been asked if I’m pregnant or had people assume I’m pregnant…when it’s just fat. I’m a married woman and used to be quite slim, but over the last few years I’ve gained some weight and have an apple body type, so I can see why people might think that, but I’m always so aghast that they feel bold enough to ask. It hurts really deeply, especially because I used to pretty much have an eating disorder and I can feel my thoughts spiralling again. I’ve responded by just saying no, it’s just fat or it’s a food baby, but I always go home and bawl my eyes out later. I’m lucky to have a husband who reminds me I’m loved no matter what size, probably why I haven’t spiralled back into old habits, but the comments really make me feel like my self-critical thoughts are justified. I don’t know what I’m looking for here…maybe just a sad rant and solidarity?