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TIFU by being mistaken for a pregnant woman.

So I (22 F) am overweight, just for reference, my ideal weight is 55kg (around 120lbs) and I currently wight 86kg (almost 190lbs). Lucky for me, I don't show myself being that much weight by being the curvy type of fat, so people usually just shrug it over by me being curvy. Well, I do also have TERRIBLE posture. I don't know why but i usually relax myself by curving my spine. So yeah, tho I don't look that much fat, my belly does round up because of my bad posture.

Fast forward to today, I hopped on the train to head towards my bf house. The weather is fucking hot and I was tired for running to catch the train, so I was basically waving fresh air to my face with a hand fan. Suddenly, an old woman (maybe 60-70 y.o) taps my shoulder and shows me her seat, I got startled by this because well...no one ever has gave me their seat on a full train. I shrugged it over thinking that the woman would leave the train on the next station but she didn't, she waited until other seat cleared. That's when it hit me, I was standing with a fucked ass posture that made my fucking fat ass belly round up with out me knowing.

I felt so fucking bad because this woman made such a good action for a fat 22 y.o who can't even stand straight— but I realized too late while there were only 2 stations left for me to go off.

So TL;DR: My fat ass can't stand straight and made an old woman think I was fucking full-term pregnant so she gave me her seat. Moral of the story; learn how to fucking stand.

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