At a young age of i think 13 years old, i was standing at around only 5 foot 4 ish or something, and i was already weighting at over 200 pounds and having an almost size 40 waistline. I used to be that superoverweight, and i had a lot of cases where i was made fun out of it because the other kids where slimmer and slickier. I was quite fat shamed to the point where i didn't want to take off my shirt whenever there was a family trip in the beach because i felt horrible looking at the manboobs. Then of course, being superoverweight didn't only come with the fat-shaming, i was also starting to get some serious health concerns.
What mostly motivated me to do a serious change was the health and self concerns. Of course, losing all that weight also came with people no longer making fun of me, but i felt more fulfilled knowing that i prevented a health concern that could forever cripple the sh*t out of me.
Today, at an unspecified age, (don't worry, I'm just being a random young adult), I'm still making some perfections. Losing and gaining weight for the wrong reasons here and there. Right now I'm at a pretty sizable but in a good way.
Of course, just to blow off some steam, what i really hate is that whenever people do see you again, the first thing that they will always mention is your damn weight. "Oh wow, you gained some pounds!" and its always the first damn thing that they will effin say because here in our country, a 3rd effin developing country, whenever people do gain weight, they will always say you had so much to eat. They never suspect that one may have underwent like manic depressions or abusive drug use or whatever. Its a really AIDS inducing epidemic. I remember actually yelling at a friend for pointing out that i got fat (or a lil out of shape) when we saw each other after quite a while. I felt so enraged. I actually wanted to throw a foreign object at him for doing that. Its not cool. because obviously that same person never knew how it felt like to be obese, nor ever feeling what manic depression felt like. Obviously i blocked the person out of my contact list for being a dunghole. Oh he didn't mean it he tried to reason out, but i cackjabbed him hard enough to know that he was being so inconsiderate and being a typical Pinoy. While i may not be proud of saying this, but I've been given the whole "hey you gained weight" remark by a couple of people, even coming from some close friends and I told them no excuses but I still cockslapped them with a piece of my mind, telling them that its not cool to just simply point that out straight up.
They ask me, why did i acted so angry. I simply told them that none of them knew how it was like being so freakishly obese, then losing all of it, then gaining some of it back, then fighting it with good progress but not being as well shaped as before. They don't understand that people who were overweight, or even freakishly obese like how I was are quite sensitive about our own bodies. We hate being pointed out that we got a lil out of shape especially if its the first thing that people will say. We are aware of our own stances. We don't need people telling us that. That's why we fill ourselves with rage and energy.
Rage. That will make me wear St. Anger round my neck and start ripping and tearing. That's how i stay in shape. Other than health, body, and obviously appearance concerns, its a way for helping me calm down. Calming down with the power of rage. Now that's a thing now ;)
Regarding appearance though other than weight, well yeah i remember the girls preferring the lighter and whiter looking guys. But as preferences change, so does the opposite sex's preferences on looks and appearance. At least I'm glad that if girls are looking for some decent physical attributes, they are looking at more of the whole this time and not just the face and skin color. At least that's how its working out in our country. Dunno about the rest of the world though.
