This brought tears to my eyes. I remember those days and those awful stares, glares, and my doing everything I could to shrink up as much as possible. One flight a couple who sat in the two seats next to me spoke in Spanish the entire way, pointing and laughing at me more than once, with derision in their voices. It was an awful three-hour flight. Reading this makes me so very thankful and grateful that I found out about the Duodenal Switch (dsfacts.com) and had that surgery over a decade ago (it is NOT a gastric bypass). I now travel on planes without worry, and am always friendly to anyone sitting next to me, especially if it is someone of size — I know they are most likely worried that the person next to them will be awful, so I am welcoming. I hope you are able to find your peace.