Something I just don't get about fat people Sometimes in the past, when I got really bad news of very stressed out, I had periods of compulsive eating which led to some weight gain, though I've never been even close to fat. These times lasted for about a couple of weeks, after which I really realised that it was time for me to behave like an adult again and eat normally. It was kind of odd, I would have compulsive eating where I'd buy a bag of chips for example, only eat a few and throw the rest out. Like I felt that I should eat chips, but not much of it, because then self control or whatever kicked in. Often, I didn't even particularly feel like eating something, but somehow felt that I had to. It wasn't rational, and for the rest of it, I hardly even eat anything like chips, candy or cookies or other junk simply because I don't like it enough anyway and only think ''if I buy that bag and eat half of it I easily consume 500 calories, why bother...'' But yeah, that was comfort/stress eating. Well, during those times of compulsive eating, I hated it. I had massive cravings at first, I think those foods triggered some kind of cycle, but anyway, I hated that! I hated thinking about mundane and boring things like cookies. I hated how it occupied my mind, I mean, how fucking uninteresting is that, shitty food and fighting urges. That's a whole lot of mental effort basically spent on nothing of value. You enjoy other things less, because you think of shitty food and NOT eating shitty food or buying shitty food... until you stop eating or buying ANY of it for a few days to a week and munch on carrots or grapes instead, and notice how the craving goes away. (main motivator: ''It WILL cease'') Well, fatties have lost that battle obviously. But yeah, I'd just hate being them. They're so obsessed with food that they can't stop, it occupies their mind probably way more than mine (I'm rid of all compulsion/cravings etc, eat normally) and even worse, so much that they become their hideous selves. What I hated, as I said, wasn't just weight gain or feeling shitty from that junk, but also something stupid as shitty food being such a major part of what I think about on a given day. With fatties, there's probably extra guilt because they got really fucking fat. And don't be mistaken, those Tumblrinas know they're hideous, but their inability to stop shoving food in their maw is so bad that they try and embrace it. It just seems so miserable to be so occupied by food all the time. The cycle of guilt, of craving and knowing you have to buy something healthy instead of yet another can of sausages. Just aside from being caught in this bloated corpse of a body, I'd hate to be like that. Can former fatties or other people relate to these sentiments?