Fats In Therapy I'm currently in therapy for people with PTSD, substance abuse, etc, and all the girls there are Huge. The guys are pretty fit since most are ex military, but aside from myself and one other girl I don't think any female fits into a normal BMI. What's worse is there's this one fat who has No Shame- she's not ashamed of her rolls, her edema, her eczema, nada. I had to sit next to it once and she literally made me want to throw up. I don't usually eat lunch at the center (it's a helpful way to cut out calories and, also, who could eat around That) and the hams constantly give me shit about it. The fit guys don't eat much either- just grilled chicken and spinach or they skip lunch altogether. The obeasts, however, will gobble down a whole tray of food and go back for seconds. It's vile.  On the bright side, every time I get the urge to snack on something sweet I just think about sitting next to that particular femayo and- forget not wanting sweets- I never want to eat again. I literally worried I could catch beetus through shared air. Oh, and I guess thin privilege is being able to only take up half your seat. These chairs have built-in arm rests and as soon as she walked in the door, two thoughts came to mind: 1. How the fuck is she going to fit in these chairs?  2. Please don't sit next to me. Of course she sat next to me and I had to spend the class picking up shit she dropped (I still don't know how she wedged herself into the seat, but she wasn't mobile) and listening to her wheeze.