Being ok with being fat: I just don't understand it. I'm someone who's pretty good at placing themselves in other peoples' shoes. I would say I'm pretty good at imagining what others deal with. But why the fuck would you want to be fat????? I am absolutely perplexed as to why anyone, let alone the majority of people would let themselves become fat. Sure, it's the easy thing to do. Eat whatever you want whenever you want, don't worry about how it's affecting your body, just kind of let yourself go because everyone else is. But HOW can you live like that and be ok with it. People who have been fat from childhood, I can KIND of understand in the sense that they've always been fat and don't know anything different. But what honestly and truly baffles me are those who used to be thin/normal, let themselves get fat, and continue to let it just happen. If I were fat for even a day, I would be absolutely miserable. I'd be sweaty, sluggish, feel stretched out and like there were weights strapped to me; any small form of physical exertion is a giant task. Looking lunpy and jiggly.... HOW can people be ok with this?  I can't help but remember when that shitlady Katie Hopkins purposely gained 42 lbs to see what it was like and prove that weight loss is absolutely possible. The whole time, she was absolutely miserable and ashamed of herself.  Imagine being disgusted by your own body. No, the answer is not to "learn to love it." Fucks sake, we as humans just are not built to be like that. If I were fat, all of my willpower would go to fixing it. There wouldn't be a donut in the world that could make me want to give up a healthy, fit body. It has to be just more than complacency and utter apathy. I've had a few existential crises and felt pretty apathetic and nihilistic for a while, but even then, at no point, did I get FAT. The most weight I have possibly ever gained. from depression was ten pounds because I was eating my feelings and staying curled up in bed. This was before I really knew what CICO was and thought that whether you were fat or not depended on your genetics.  The most I have ever weighed was 120 lbs (at 5'3"). And it showed even though technically I wasn't overweight, but I felt absolutely disgusting and ashamed of myself nonetheless. How can you willingly put yourself through being fat? Social stigma is the LEAST of your concerns; worse still is the joint pain, the struggle of breathing, dragging around so much extra weight, utter lack of flexibility, uncomfortable jiggling flesh, can't see your own fucking genitals, inability to fun physical movement, terrible sex.... Just why?