A close family member of mine has a BMI of about 36. She's not going to live to see 80 at the weight she's at. Fats don't realize that their fatness effects the people around them individually. It fucking sucks.
They're so self centered that it goes beyond not noticing the medical issue, but onto family members knowing they won't see them for as long. Fucking bullshit. Such bullshit.
And EVERYTHING is an excuse not to lose weight! She's hopeless! They all are! She claims to be trying but, well, it's been 10 years since the "trying" and I see no difference. It's so frustrating. I don't even know how to cope with my anger about both her and just the world's pushing of obesity acceptance.
This is seriously fucking insane. If I ever believed I was in a simulation, it'd be because of HAES.
Who the fuck decided that obesity was beautiful and healthy? What in the fuck?
I'm in a fucking dystopian YA novel. People around me are dropping dead from FOOD. THIS is the fucking hunger games.