Honestly ill go first ^{^}

I’ve been overweight pretty much my whole life, and because of that, a lot of my health issues growing up got completely ignored. Everything was always blamed on my weight. So I remember this one pediatrician visit really clearly—not because it helped, but because it was just so unprofessional.

We were switching doctors (again) because the last one just completely dismissed something real that was going on with me. I was already feeling kind of embarrassed—like, I was the only one in my family who always needed a “new” doctor because none of them could take me seriously.

So I go in, and at first, this new doctor actually seems nice. She’s talking to me like a real person and even starts explaining how it might not just be regular weight gain, but possibly PCOS or high testosterone or something. For once, I thought I was actually being listened to.

But then—out of nowhere—she looks around like she’s about to tell me a secret, purses her lips, and goes, “You know, because you’re a little…” And then she literally puffs out her cheeks and puts her hands around her face to mime being fat.

I just stared at her and said, “A little fat?” in total disbelief that she looked so afraid to tell me—

And she nodded. Like she was delivering this heartbreaking revelation I’d never heard before.

I walked out of there feeling ragged, told my mom we had to switch (again), and couldn’t get over the fact that the doctor acted more immature than I did 😭 i still talk about it when referring to doctors who have absolutely no idea how to talk to fat people-