So this morning, with the unveiling of the brand new Momentum plan, there were LOTS and LOTS of new faces in our meeting. One of them sat directly in front of me. I was sitting next to my friend Laurie. Cute, skinny Laurie (who may be cute and skinny, but is neither shallow nor stupid!)
So this new lady turns and starts asking Laurie questions about her weight loss success. Like starting with how she managed to eat all her vegetables. Stuff like that. Okay, I am NOT AT ALL discounting Laurie being a wealth of information in this department. AT ALL. But here's the thing. This woman literally acted like I was not even in the room. Or on the same planet. Like I was invisible. Because I'm SO HARD TO MISS. (Read: I'm NOT a small girl!)
You can argue this point with me all you want. You can tell me my interpretation is just the old fat girl "everybody's judging me because of my weight" identity rearing it's ugly head yet again. You can try, but I don't believe it for a second.
I believe...no, I'll go so far as to say I KNOW the reason this woman had no interested in even acknowledging my existence during this conversation was, (drum roll please) in her eyes, I'm just a fat girl who wouldn't have any helpful tips to share. This woman doesn't know me, hasn't been in our meetings to see that perhaps I might know. She made her judgment based on appearances. Argue with me, go ahead. Laurie even kept looking at me to acknowledge I was there. The woman did not care.
And you know what? It made me mad. REALLY MAD. And you know what else? I've seen people come and go and come and go in my time at Weight Watchers. Chances are I'll see this one go, too. Yeah, I said it. How dare you sit in judgment of me, even if it's not even something you're doing consciously, when statistics say you wont even be there that long. How dare you.
I'm done with my rant now.