As a smoker, I really hate smoking. Working on cutting down currently (excuses excuses I know), before switching to patches. It never fails to amaze me how much people actively loathe smokers (I intentionally stand down wind so no one need suffer my addiction), but hardly bat an eyelid to lip smacking and snorting piggy vacuuming up of greasy foods a la hammies.  The fatty who told me to take my injury as an excuse to become a lazy fuck is horrifically grotesque and turns my stomach. I endure her because her fiance is a close friend of mine but I know she's REEEd that I'm probably 'anorexic' because I won't stop my training routine. It's astonishing how they interrupt proper self care as self sabotage or a disorder.