Too fat to be embarrassed properly. I don't mean being shameless altogether; to the point of living to a bed/sofa, having your children bathe you, and wearing a toddler's sized tube top in a Walmart.  I'm talking about fat people who haven't quite gotten there yet on a mental level, who still feel shame and embarrassment. It never fails to make me laugh and wonder, how fat people can cope with how regularly they feel embarrassed and how little they can do to help themselves even after the fact. It's one thing to split your pants, but it's another thing entirely to be too fat to cover your bare ass with your own hands. It's one thing to slip on a patch of ice, but to be too fat to get up quickly and to have to roll around or ask for help is mortifying. It's one thing to find yourself cornered in a conversation and having to admit something negative about yourself, but to have to acknowledge that you being fat is the reason you have that problem must suck. (In particular I'm thinking of when I was last talking to a fatty about our doctor visits, I confessed mine was for a genetic heart condition and theirs was for fatty liver disease. That kind of thing) Imagine being so fat that you find yourself embarrassed all the time, and never being able to smoothly save the situation or even retain a bit of dignity in the process.