Living With Fat People (rant) So some recent events kind of set me over the edge so I decided to join here after I was addicted to the subreddit back when it was a thing... So I live with a really big girl. I'd guess 5'4" 250 lbs... maybe shorter but at least 250. Well I don't need to go into detail about her cleaniness, I figure we can assume, she mostly keeps it in her room but she leaves like 20 boxes by the door for weeks before I throw them out for her... Also I'm the only one who does dishes and vacuums while she's out getting drunk on work nights and eating wings or whatever... So recently she completely stopped talking to me. I needed rent so after 3 weeks I confronted her. She stopped talking to me, like 5th grade bs shit, because my fiance called me a fatphobe. Note, whenever he says anything negative I claim he's calling me fat and get mega upset because to a skinny bitch like me, that is the king of insults... She stopped talking to me, didn't give me my rent check when i was working 60+ hrs at two jobs to make a day off I had planned for over a year and needed her check... because of a fat joke... Now I my SO and I just mouth "fat" and giggle when she's around because we're also immature but at least we pay our fucking bills. /end rant Also one time we went bar hopping together and I had to stop walking and wait 10 minutes ever 5 minutes for her to catch up... at one point I hopped a fence to cut my distance shorter and laughed my ass off watching her try to attempt. God I can't wait to move...5 months