I went shopping this weekend. Finally had to break down and do it. I have been wearing shirts in a 5x, 6x, as large as I can get them for ever. My shirts always had to be long enough to cover my butt, and not to cling. And I had gotten so big the last year that I had moved even beyond Lane Bryants 26/28. I was shopping on line so I could buy 32's. Now I am back down to a 24.
I like you said Nicole, still feel like I am 350 pounds, but I thought I would give Ross's a try anyways. I found a couple shirts that were 3x's, but they seemed sooo small. And they weren't long like my shirts usually are. But I thought to myself. Just try them. I was sure I wouldn't be able to get them on of course. I was so stunned that they fit! They aren't my typical shirts as they don't go down to my knees and cover my butt, but I liked them! They are now hanging in my closet next to all my other clothes. Next to my other clothes they look like little kid clothing!
So then I got curious and started really digging in my closet. I dug deep into those really really really old Limited Express shirts. The ones that are really out of style now, but I never throw anything out, LOL. But I was just curious... and Yes! They fit me. I was absolutely floored that I could get something on from a non fat girl store. It was very inspiring. I still see the shirts hanging there, and still don't believe they could fit me. It's funny before surgery I would hear people say that, that they still saw themselves as fat, and I always thought it was a figure of speach of some sort. But we really do. Unless I am looking in the mirror I still think I weight 350 pounds. I still think I need more footage clearance to get through a space then I really do! I have to ask the same question you did, When does this go away?? Did anyone ever answer that?
I also went out to dinner to a friends restaurant that I hadn't seen in 2 years. The entire time I kept adjusting my chair, and kept feeling uncomfortable thinking that I was sticking out to far, or that I looked funny sitting there. It took me a long while to relax and realize.. Hey.. this chair is comfortable, your not sticking any further out then your skinny brother next to you, and you aren't the biggest person in this restaurant. At 355 pounds I sometimes didn't fit into a booth, and I did stick out at a table in a restaurant where the chairs were close together.
It took some work, and I had to keep reminding myself that I was fine, but it turned out to be a very enjoyable dinner. It was also my first fine dinning experience post surgery. All the temptations! My brother asked me at one point if I didn't like the bread. I had to remind him that yes it was wonderful, but if i had more then a bite I wouldn't be able to eat anything else. So it was a learning experience all around.