Fat Strong

Apparently, I'm "fat strong".

This morning, I was leaving Home Depot, when I noticed a middle-aged woman struggling to put big bricks in her trunk. I offered to help, and she said yes. I grabbed a couple bricks and placed them in the truck of her car. She seemed surprised that I was able to lift so many bricks at once, exclaiming: "you're strong, like fat strong".

I resisted the urge to respond by saying, "not everyone can be a weak, malnourished little bitch". Instead, I finished helping and continued to my car.

I don't understand why people think it's ok to judge other people's bodies. I've been trying really hard to lose weight, using the Keto plan. To date, I've lost 9 pounds in 3 weeks.

Oh well. Maybe she was just having a bad day. Or maybe she's autistic or something. I don't think the faux pas even registered for her.

Unfortunately, my reaction was to break ketosis with a small packet of skittles. Not the best choice, but certainly not the worst choice I could make, given my eating disorder. My go-to emotional eating food is ice cream. If I'm upset, I can down an entire carton in one sitting.

Keto is helping. I just need to be more thick-skinned about other people judging me. Their judgemental attitude says more about them than it does about me.