Flying while fat anxiety, ahoy. :-( Tomorrow I'm taking a short flight on a commuter jet. I despise flying on commuter jets because they are the only ones where I need a belt extender. I've always been a fatty, but I have never once needed that seat belt extender on the bigger normal planes, and I suppose I always took it as a point of pride. I'm already having anxiety attacks knowing I'll likely need one again (although the only other time was on a Delta Shuttle, and tomorrow it's US Air so who knows). I've booked the last seat on the plane so two seats are not an option. I chose the seat next to the bathroom, in the last row, hoping that maybe the person booked next to me will upgrade to an exit row seat or something, since the bathroom seats are so undesireable. It's only a 1 hour flight so even if I have a seatmate I know I'll live and it's not the end of the world, but it just bums me out. Most of the time I am 100% fine with my body—I'm healthy, I exercise, I don't always eat right but I do try. I've just been in a bit of a funk for the last few months and have definitely put on a few more pounds I didn't even need in the first place, and I hate feeling so exposed and vulnerable, and forced to admit to the flight crew that I am too fat for my seatbelt. It just sucks.