Incoming rant. I am so tired of hearing the excuses. TL;DR Fat sympathy on my facebook post triggers my inner shitlord. Girl claims poverty is to blame and some ppl can't work out for free bc the neighborhood is dangerous. God forbid they do jumping jacks/pushups/whatever. Not to mention my mom was poor as dirt and was never fat. She raised me to never make excuses. My dad, who was overweight, didn't make excuses and has lost a shit ton of weight bc he understands there is nothing healthy or ok about being fat. Mom had half her thyroid removed and both parents have fucked up backs and knees. They still do what they have to without complaining. Do what is necessary to live your life to the fullest, no excuses. Facebook is dumb. But lately my inner shitlord has been growing bolder. I posted this on facebook, and it rustled some jimmies. One girl immediately jumped in saying poverty is the cause of obesity, with shit biased sources. I rebutted with "no its bc people cant put the fucking fork down/never exercise and then pass those bad habits to their children. Eating healthy isn't expensive, premade food is and you don't need a gym membership to work out." I also pointed out that this video isn't even defending those fat fucks, its defending Nicole's right to say whatever the hell she wants. Then I see in my notifications she bothered to respond. This was the preview of what she said. (she did a good job ignoring the censorship issue right off the bat, again) I'm not going to read the rest of that response. I can't even begin to explain why that is already just so unbelievably dumb. I can not allow such a stupid statement to take from my day. It hurts my brain. Or do people not ever leave their homes because its scary outside? Or take a bus somewhere safer TO FEEL SAFER? AND even if the person really did never leave their home because the world is dangerous, you still don't have to inhale food and never do some jumping jacks/sit ups/squats/push ups/ANYTHING BESIDES SIT ON YOUR ASS. And on top of why this sucks, I used to really like this girl. She was a chubster back in high school days, but she actually lost a lot of weight and looks good now. But damn all these excuses for fatties and their bad habits. I'm so sick of the sympathy and excuses.  My mother grew up with nothing,coming from a different county and poor as it was, and was left to take care of herself and her little sister while my grandma went out to drink and party (love my grandma but she wasn't the best mom). And never, not once in their entire lives, were they ever overweight. They couldn't afford to be overweight. And even years later when my mom did have money she spent it on dance classes 5 nights every week. She had HALF her thyroid removed and was never fat. She ate right and stayed active. And when I was 4 she tossed my little ass into dance classes too and made sure I never got fat. I was a dancer for 15 years. When I said "mooomm I dont wanna go to class. I dont feel good" (yea i was a lazy brat some days) She would straight up tell me "no you're making up excuses, you're going to class." When I was kid yea I moaned and groaned but I did as my mother told me and I am SO glad I did. Because now I always catch myself when I'm making an excuse to not do something. I can hear her voice in my head saying "don't be lazy, don't make excuses. do what you have to do" She also NEVER let me eat at places like McDonald's. Apparently I cried over this but she did not cave or give into my pleas because she gave a damn about her child's health more than their temper tantrum. I love my mom so much for teaching me to never make excuses and to also never eat crap food. Which I guess is why my inner shitlord no longer cares what people think. My dad struggles with portion sizes but he worked his ass off and has lost, idk, a lot weight over the past year or so and continues to lose it. I'm proud of him. He doesn't make excuses, he swims every single freaking day for at least an hour and then does some weights. He eats very healthy, just too much. But he understands this and continues to make progress. I once asked him, "are you going to eat yourself into an early grave?" and BOOM just like that he jumped on the diet and exercise train. Because he values his time here on earth with his family more than his fucking food cravings. OH and both my parents have awful knees and backs, but they still don't complain. They do what is necessary to live their lives to the fullest. That's all there is to it. Do what you have to, no excuses.