In the summer of 2003, my weight peaked at 190 pounds (a lot of fat and not a lot of muscle.) And, for validation, I had started hanging out on one of those webcam sites where you can watch other people and be watched. I had figured out that if I mounted my webcam up high, and I leaned back in my chair, the flab would flatten out, and it looked like I had a smooth swimmers build. One day, in September, I wasn't thinking, and while on camera, I leaned forward to grab something from the back of my desk, and some bitchy queen in the chatroom commented that I needed a C-cup (i.e., a bra).
I immediately shut the camera off, and bawled my eyes out. But, a month later, I weighed 10 pounds less, and a few months after that, I hit 160 before muscling up to my current weight of ~187. I haven't used my webcam since that day, and I have mixed feelings about that whole scene. There are cruel, heartless people out there, and I would prefer to not interact with them. On the other hand, that bastard gave me exactly what I needed to change my life for the better. And, frankly, I was deceiving my audience, so it's not like I didn't deserve the comment.