Tired of hearing that I'm fat!

Day two of my mission to get back to living for me...

Why is it that every man, woman, and child feels like they are entitled to make comments about your relationship?  When it comes to the time you've dated a guy it seems like a very personal topic that people you barely know feel comfortable commenting on.  "You better tell him to shit or get off the pot." "Thats a rediculously long time - you need to walk."  "Give him an ultimadum."  "He obviously doesn't appreciate you." "No man that really loves you would make you wait this long."

Its fine when it comes from friends and you're out there looking for advice.  But why do people I barely know at work, the random guy at the bar last night hitting on my friend, pretty much everyone feel like its cool to throw their opinion out?  This is just as personal as some facial scar.  If you wouldn't, or at least try not to, point and stare, this should have the same level of consideration.

I don't think guys get the amount of crap we get on an almost daily baises.  It is like walking down the street and one day someone calls you fat.  You think "screw you - I rock. I'm not fat.  You're the one with the problem." The next day someone else calls you fat and you think "Wow there are a lot of ass holes this week.  What the hell happened to them today?"  But as time goes on and you hear people calling you fat, telling you in one way or another there is something wrong with your relationship, it starts to hurt.  Then it starts to get really hard.  You can have all the self esteem in the world, but if eventually the whole world is telling you you're fat, how could you be the one who's wrong?

I've been told I'm fat for a good two years at this point.  In the past year people have made especially sure I know it frequently.  You stop looking forward to nice dinners, holidays, and vacation, because you know Monday morning you face the firing squad.  As if you weren't hoping with every fiber of your being for it to happen.  STOP RUBBING IT IN AND GO BUG HIM.  I wonder what men would do and how they would feel if around the two year mark several times a week someone reminded them there was something wrong with them because they'd hadn't proposed yet.  Proposing is a big job.  I can respect the pressure and stress that comes with having the ownership of creating or ending a couples future.  But I think this is one more area where they get the better end of the stick.  While the only thing we can control is walking or staying people constantly comment that I need to tell him "to shit or get off the pot".  Really people, if I had mind control and could force people to do things, don't you think you'd hear about me finding really great and profitable ways to use my talents instead of posting a blog?

Thank you to my friends who listen, thank you to the friends whos advice I cherish.  Everyone else - please go bug him not me.  I don't need to hear one more time that I'm fat.  I get it I need to diet.  Now stop making fun of my rolls.