Mini-planet thin shames me because I got complimented (semi-long rant) So, some backgroud. I'm 5'6", 119lbs and finally got my busted left foot fixed 2 weeks ago after breaking it in 2 places late April. I used to be 115lbs but I apparently slacked with not being able to exercise as rigorously as I used to.  Anyway, I know someone vaguely from a long time ago through a mutual friend. They used to be very thin but got diagnosed with depression, put on meds, gained almost 100lbs and refuses to work out or cut back their eating (boohoo cue self pity and lack-of-control excuses I despise). 5'4" 195lbs- used to be 115-ish lbs and do ballet with my friends and me.  Occasionally we end up hanging out with our group of friends. To the story: I started walking for a couple hours a day and eating super clean/ cutting calories to drop the 4lbs I gained and the mentioned above mini-planet, who just so happens to live 8 blocks away from me, saw me walking and asked to join. I said sure for motivation for myself. I mentioned I was trying to lose and they IMMEDIATELY started to tell me about how they ALSO got a membership at the same gym as me (saw on FB probably), that they want to take kickboxing like I did pre-brokenfoot, and they'd already lost ONE WHOLE POUND (lol, anyway) after a month. They apparently also have been trying "so hard" to eat better but they just CAN'T give up dairy and sweets....  Okay, whatever. I'll let them ramble about how great they are for 30 minutes. Why the hell not; It's hilarious.  We walk around for about an hour and get thirsty, so they say we should stop at a filling station a few blocks away.  I get a low-cal Gatorade and get in the queue to check out. Then this small-ham of an acquaintance comes up behind me with 2 of those nasty cheap brownies with the coloured candy on them, a water, and a doughnut 'for later'. I'm appalled.  We leave and start walking down the block back towards a park I wanted to go to, all while they're eating their sweets saying they're a "treat" for the "hard walking we're doing" (mind you we're not even WALKING fast because I limp a bit), when this young man noticed us. He complimented me on my clothing and said I was looking really good. Gave me a few more compliments, but said nothing to the hungry, ravaging fat next to me. Nice, until... CUE THE THIN-SHAMING. As soon as we got out of ear shot this tit lost their mind! They started saying I was too thin, that I only get compliments because I'm thin and I don't have anything else anybody would like. They started saying no one likes someone who doesn't eat around them, that I'm too picky and am too focused on my workouts- basically just picking apart my health choices. BUT THEN they ALSO throw in the fact that I MUST be unhealthy seeing as though I gained 4lbs in 2 months SO THAT MEANS I MUST STAY AT MY LOWER WEIGHT BY BEING UNHEALTHY.  I quickly snapped back that I was fine and I just care about looking fit. I pointed out that they said they were saving the doughnut for later yet were eating it, that we were only getting drinks, and that even if they work out, if they eat over their calorie limit and eat junk, they aren't going to lose weight.  They pointed out how they got water and I bought Gatorade and that the only reason they're bigger is because their SSRIs/ SNRIs and they need to eat:  1. because "otherwise they don't work", 2. because "they make you hungrier",  3. "they make you hold fat and it's harder to lose", 4. it's not their fault. El oh el. This is funny because I'm also on a SNRI and never gained a pound. In fact I lost a few when first taking them.  It ended with them telling me that I wasn't a nutritionist, don't know anything, and am just jealous they're going to join kickboxing while I still am supposed to be resting and not being too active with my stitches.They also said they were trying to "help" me.  The rest of the way back they wouldn't shut up about how being too thin or like me is gross.  That's the last time I walk with a fat just for motivation to push myself. Friend of a friend, or not. They couldn't walk long without stopping and slowing me down anyway and I CAN'T EVEN WALK THAT FAST WHAT THE HELL MY FOOT IS BUSTED AND I'M ON STRONG PAIN-MEDS. God fucking damnit. I have a fuckton of stories about this person from the last 3 years since they gained that weight. They seem to only pick on me out of all of my friends. Maybe it's because I'm the smallest.  Lord, help me get away from them. Is it okay to tell our mutual friends I don't want to be involved or be around that spaceship and to exclude them.