(In advance, i'm sorry about my English - It's not my first language and the long post)
I'm not really sure what this is, if it's a rant or it's a cry for motivation or something. I just really need to talk about this with somebody.
Okay, so i'm going to explain all of what's going on.
I'm currently attending a school, and i'm pretty sure the best thing i could refer to is a boarding school for 15-17 year olds. I live at my school, and I have 3 roomates. When i started the school, everything was great for me. I made a lot of new friends, i was social, happy and overall just a social happy teenager. I've always struggled with my weight, but it's never been something super serious. I wasn't classified as obese, just overweight (175 pounds at the start of the year). And it was pretty visible. No one really said anything to me about it, other than the classics here and there - but it was nothing that hurt me in anyway at all. It wasn't that i felt great and comfortable in my skin, no hell no. I felt like utter sh*t, and i really wasn't comfortable at all - but it was no biggie, i just didn't think about it.
After about 6 months at the school, i got assigned a new room and some new roomates. They were all super cool, and I really liked them - we had a great time together all of us. After approximately one month with my new roomates, one of them began to call stuff. It wasn't anything that harsh, he would just call me "Fat (Name)" and "Fatty" and stuff like that once in a while.
I then one day, thought to myself that i wanted to lose weight. I wanted to become more comfortable in my skin, and be happier with myself. It wasn't because of my roomate at all, no, it was for myself and purely for myself.
And hell, did i go past my expectations. I wasn't that heavy to begin with, but as the days went on i just lost more and more weight, and did it the healthy way aswell. 1500kcal a day, and cardio + weight training 4-5 times a week.
But as the time went on, the comments from him started to build up, and became more often and worse. I kept losing weight, but as i lost, he would still call me fat in every way imaginable, and every time I would tell him to please stop, because that wasn't helping me on my journey at all he would dogde the request. And it kept getting worse, and worse, and worse. And trust me, I asked him to stop in a bunch of diffrent ways. First, i approached it really nicely and told him to please stop. As in nicer that i even would expect from myself when talking to someone ruining my day over and over again.
And now, i've succesfully lost 12,5kg (25+- pounds) and it's still really, as in really really bad. He calls me fat, overweight, obese, talks about my "lovehandles", my manboobs, more than 5 times a day in average.
I've asked him why, and his excuse is that it's true. I've asked him to stop, and he either gives a vague "yes okay" or dogdes the request entirely and does it again the next time we see each other. I've ignored it, didn't help, I've asked him if it was because he was having troubles with his self esteem and i would gladly help him with a training program/nutrience plan if he wanted to lose weight or gain muscle.
I really don't know how to tackle this, and there is only 2 months of the schoolyear left.
And just to clarify, when we started the schoolyear i weighed about probably 15 pounds more than him. He has gained a lot of weight, and is not skinny at all himself anymore either, which is why i asked him if he needed help, without calling him out on anything at all. I now probably weigh 15 pounds less than him.
TLDR : My roomate keeps mocking me for my weight, and it gets worse the more i lose.
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