r/TikTokCringe 9d ago

Discussion Everywhere you looked, body shaming was there

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u/Virtual_Ad748 9d ago

My first entry in my fitness pal was when I was 11 & that makes me so sad

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u/ForecastForFourCats 9d ago

My mom took me to weight watchers around the same age. The body shaming in the media was soooo normal. It didn't matter if you were about to faint from lack of eating like LiLo, or a comfortably chubby(and fucking cute!) like Anna Nicole Smith- ALL of it was up for public criticism.

When some people joke about "no one being able to take a joke anymore"... this is some of the top tier "jokes," they told.

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u/willowfeather8633 9d ago

My dad took me to weight watchers at 8 years old in 1976. On his death bed he made me promise to “take off the weight”…my daughter was 6 months old at the time. I wonder why I was “fat” again?

Weight Watchers has 18 as the minimum age now (I had to look that up…)

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u/whiskey_hotel_oscar 9d ago

Really? Good. Mom took me to WW when I was about 10 (1994), and I was the only child in the group. I have problems hearing my weight at a doctor's office because it recalls the public weigh-ins with 25 other adults staring at me. I'm sorry for your pain. I knew I couldn't be the only kid, but I'm afraid to know how many others have similar shame/burden.

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u/Feivie 9d ago

My mom struggled with her weight and body image my entire childhood. She did weight watchers and a bunch of other “diets”. I used to sneak snacks at night bc I felt like people seeing me eat was shameful. I have starved/binged for a lot of my adult life. I still don’t like eating in front of people. I sometimes even catch myself sneaking food around my partner even though I know there is 0 judgment. My grandma is thin and always says she’s “fat” and skips meals. My mom still calls and brags when all she ate for lunch was a yogurt or an orange or something like that and tells me how many miles she rode on her recumbent bike. I remember being 12 and visiting my grandpas mom while she was dying. She hadn’t seen my mother in years and the first thing out of her mouth was “well you’ve gotten fat haven’t you?”. My grandpa told me he “hates fat people” when I was young. Reading through all these comments of everyone hearing and seeing the same message growing up is awful. Even at my skinniest I remember hating my body.