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The original was posted on /r/amitheasshole by /u/ThrowRAboughtitall on 2024-01-19 12:16:41+00:00.
Earlier this week, I(25F) got on the scale for the first time in I don't know how long, weighed myself, and was shocked an saddened by what I saw. I'm 244 pounds and I'm 5'6. I didn't think I was 244. I figured 230lb max.
I was very shaken up and it just horrified me so, when I wasn't my usual chatty self that night. My sister( 28F) who I share an apartment with, asked me what was wrong.
Yes, I did start ranting, I couldn't help it, basically just saying I didn't want to weigh this much or be this big.
After about 10 minutes my sister rolls her eyes and takes me by the hand and leads me to our bedroom, stands me in front of our mirror and very angrily goes. " Bloated face, your fault, fat arms, your fault. Big gut, your fault. Love handles, your fault. fat thighs, your fault, fat ass, your fault. Everything you see is your fault because you ate too much".
Yes, I've complained about my weight and size in the past to her and yes she's told me to eat better and work out, but, I thought this was over the line.
She turns me sideways, lifts up my shirt( not missing a chance to let me know it's a snug fit), and reiterates that my gut is my fault.
I told her she was just being sick and cruel and that what she was doing wasn't motivating me at all. She told me to shut up, told me she was sick and tired of discussing my weight, and hearing me " whine" about tight jeans. She left me with, " Your obesity, your fault. I'm not being sick or cruel"
I cried in our room, she did nothing.
AITA?