Why I became a shitlord. Recently I decided to stop having any sympathy for hams, my mother had also now turned into a shitlady but I will get to that in a bit. What brought up this change was my hamplannet sister, she recently joined the HAES movement and has stated that she is "now fine with her weight and that she accepts that she can never lose it". She is 4 foot 11 and weighs around 220 pounds. In her room right now there are 5 cups, 6 spoons, 2 forks, 5 bowls, 2 plates (one on the ground because she lets her dog lick off all her dishes), and an empty one of those 1.25 gallon sized ice cream containers. In the sink right now there is only 2 forks 2 plates and a cup. She "rewards" herself for going to work by getting one of those ice cream containers, putting it in the microwave to make it gooey then eating half of it in a sitting and saving the other half for the next night. In between meals my mom said she has seen her take an entire box of her betus cereal into her room and snack on the whole box.  Over the years my mother has become open with her shitlording, we tried to go on a family hike this year, my sister wore flip flops because she didn't think we were going to be getting out of the car. On the way back she was laying down in the back seat with her belly exposed (no shirt can contain her mass at that angle) and my mom openly said she looked like a beached whale, my sister then cried crocodile tears for 20 minutes then choked through fake tears "mom I think I really need an apology from you". My mother is going to retire in a few years and tole me after that trip that if she ever becomes senile or unable to take care of herself to put her in an old-folks home, she does not want to live with the obeast trying to cling onto her like a fatty tumor.  Oh yeah I forget to mention my sister turns 32 this year and thinks she can live with my mom and "take care of her" forever. My sister is still a virgin and talks about it as if it is something to be prideful that no one would ever touch her, she was catcalled once in her life by a group of black guys leaving a bar near my moms place, she talks about it as if it was a war story. For a few years now she has been to lazy to get dressed on days that she doesn't work. She will walk around the house in a t-shirt that looks like a crop top on her and panties, letting her fat jiggle at every step the hambeast takes. She has now gotten to the point where she now has to sit on the toilet sideways for it to be comfortable for her, of course that means that I have to clean up shit off of the toilet seat sometimes when she doesn't hit her mark. I remember this one time a year or two ago she got really mad at her dog because it snuck under her bed and ate an entire pumpkin pie that she had hidden under there, there is no way that was the first time she hid food under there. No one was limiting what she ate, by my guess she hid it under there because a combination of greed of not wanting to share and shame that she would eat an entire pie in a sitting. When she first got the dog she lost 20 pounds (not hyperbole) by just taking the dog for a short walk every day, now I am the one who walks and takes care of her dog because her idea of "walking" that dog now is waddling over to the fence, opening it just enough for the dog to get out but not enough for her blubber to squeeze through, and that is it.  She currently works at a daycare center and is trying to teach children her fat acceptence bullshit. She doesn't drive so instead of walking the short quarter mile down the road to the bus stop she has my mom pay for the short bus transit service stuff for disabled people. If she only took the time to walk to the end of the road and not abusing my states transit service she would lose a bunch of weight, but she has now "accepted" that she can never lose it due to her own apathy and gluttony. My mother used to be a ham until she got diabetus and made a change in her life for the better and went to exercise clubs and became a shitlady. As of today I'm saying fuck it to any symathy I had left for my hamplanet sister, these fat fucks are just completely selfish shits and a cancer to society. She claims me being skinny has to do with genetics and my metabolism or some shit. She still calls my mom fat even though my mom is within the normal range now and my mean fat as fuck sister has a BMI of 45. These creatures just wont stop shoveling food into their mouths, I asked her once about her meals and the ham said that it eats a "meal" once every 2 hours. What the actual fuck that is 8 god damn "meals" a day, the ham snacking on its whole box of betus flakes in one sitting is a whole days worth of calories for a normal person.  TL:DR: Sister is a "smallfat" in the HAES bullshit and is a disgusting hamplanet that won't stop eating.