Completely pointless thread.
I've been overweight my whole life. I'm overweight now in my late thirties and I was more overweight aged 18-27.
Now I'm older, I get a certain sadness when I see these younger women who are just stunning in a way I never was. Not just my weight which was all around my mid section, and at 5" tall has always made me dumpling like, but the confidence, the vitality.
I was in a long term controlling relationship for twenty years which played havoc on my self worth. I didn't see it at the time as I have always been 'funny' 'bubbly' and a 'good laugh' but I felt crippled by insecurity about my looks. I drank to try to get over how I felt and I stayed in my awful relationship because I really thought no one would want me again.
Now I'm older and single, that part doesn't bother me and I honestly wouldn't want to be involved with someone to that extent ever again. But the idea that even by losing weight, caring about my clothes, sorting out my bad teeth and monobrow, I'll never be a sun kissed 21 year old again with the world at my feet. I'll never get those perks or that feeling of being admired by others, being envied.
Yeah I know, there are people who have real stuff to mourn and feel sad about, but this is my pity party. I am trying to make an effort now but part of me thinks what's the point.