And it's always half way. When I lost 20 lbs, people said "you look great", "good job", "good for you". I kept going (because -20 lbs still visually a fatass) until my current 20 BMI, and I have to continually explain myself, that no, I don't have a disease, no I'm not dying, no I am not depressed, everything is fine, I'm just eating better, eating less, moving more and lifting weights. None of those people thought it important enough to let me know lugging around an extra 60 lbs was unhealthy, not even my doctor. I'm in the best shape of my life, and I have to put up with continual "concern shaming". And yeah, I started out thinking gotta lose that "last 10 lbs", right, like so many middle-aged people "struggling" with weight probably do. 10 lbs came really quickly, looked in mirror, nope, still fat. The weight delusion is real.