It's not your fucking thyroid or your crotch fruit! I was diagnosed with early stage thyroid cancer. Nuked that fucker from orbit and now all is good. I gained 20 pounds from the nuke after being tiny (and tall) all my life. I felt amazing and I looked fucking stunning. I've lost some of it but it happens when life is shit. I don't crawl into a food hole when I'm unhappy, I just don't eat. I don't eat HFCS, very litte candy, no soda (unless booze!), and only natural fats like butter and avocado. I've always been this way. I'm a carb monster and I will fuck up some Italian food, particularly smothered in cheese. I've got a good friend but of course, I'm disgusted by her and it's slowly growing over time. There's another one who is even more gross. The first one is 5'5" and around 180, I guess. "Oh my Chronic FATigue Syndrome" Maybe if you qujit taking so damn many antidepressants you'd get the hell out of bed! "Oh my FATSOmyalgia!" You mean you are too fat to even care! "Oh this babyweight!" Bitch, your kids are 8 and 6. You had your chance. "Oh muh thyroid!" Take that necessary med you sweaty gorged landbarge. Thing is, we have had all these discussions about fitness. We've talked extensively about her binge eating problem. We've beaten the dead horse that diets don't work, it's a fucking lifestyle change. She knows. She's done all this fitness shit before but it just peters out. I met up with her after her workout in the park and she was soooo tired. Found out she powerwalked and did exercises for an hour and a half straight up with no exercise in months. You're just tired, idiot. She bitches and bitches about the weight and then I hear about her cheat days at asian dessert joints. We go out to dinner and I ignore her eating and how much she orders. Her new(old) excuse is she has binge eating disorder. She's got a disorder to use as an excuse every damn time. She was smoking hot 17 years ago. I don't know what the fuck happened and she laments it endlessly.  The other friend has myasthenia gravis (it's serious but losing weight helps), binge eats, laments that baby weight, eats to fill the loneliness (spend time with your kids), gluten intolerant, lactose intolerant, etc. I adore you but all these excuses. She always says I'm so pretty but my genes are amazing. It's all in what you do to yourself, anyone can get fat when they set to with a will.  I'm surprised they don't both magically get PIGcystic Obesevary Syndrome at this point. This shit is very tiring. As was people telling me "Eat a fucking sandwich!" You don't say that shit to fat people - stop eating you fucking pig, you would walk better if you weren't carrying three other people around, etc. Put up or shut up. Fix the things you can change. If you aren't willing to do the work, I'm not going to listen to your moaning. /rant off