I found my answer

What's fun about this newfound confidence is discovering the art of assertiveness, which is what I define as running your emotions through a rational filter (that's the way I teach it anyway).  I never really understood it until I lost my obesity.  I took everything as a personal attack, likely because I was fat and unworthy of anything different.  Now that I'm past that, I can see people making decisions for their own reasons and not just to jab at the fat girl....and even if they were, like you said...who cares?  I'm just a regular person in the room while they're looking like an ass.

Word!

I had the rage, too.  It didn't hit with the DS, but it hit the first time I lost significant weight back in 1997.  This time, I knew enough about myself to seek therapy.

One good thing the anger did for me, though, is to make me a bit more confrontational when it comes to sizism.  I will not tolerate a fat joke in my presence.  Nobody will be nice and sweet to me and disregard my big girlfriends.  Not. Happening.

Or for that matter - disregard the old you!

Good stuff - I think I need to be stronger about sizism.  I still let it happen around me sometimes.  thanks for bringing that up.  i'm going to think on it.