Story of how I became a shitlady Hello friends (and fatty lurkers). Since I'm new here I thought I'd share my experience of how I became a fat person hater.  The first reason why I started to hate fat people was when I realized that these fat pieces of shit use their "disability" as an excuse to be fat. My mother (amazing woman, subtle shitlady herself) was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis about 15 years ago. MS is a disease that attacks your nervous system and is different for every patient. In her case, it mostly affects her heart, eyes, legs and hands. Her doctors have told her that she literally cannot exercise because her heart rate doesn't go up due to the MS, and can be very dangerous for her. There are some days where my mom is in so much pain that she cannot leave the bed. She goes on walks with our dogs when she can, but the pain prevents her most of the time. On her good days she makes it a point to be active because she knows how important it is.  So, bed bound, 46 year old woman who cannot exercise is bound to be obese, right? Absolutely not. She is 5'6", 120lbs. She doesn't have the best muscle tone, but she does what she can. When I see fatties reeeeeeing about how their PCOS, or their bad knees, or their condishuns prevents them from exercising, it fucking infuriates me. If my mom were to be overweight I wouldn't be happy, but at least she would have a better excuse than the hippos who have no reason to be lard asses. She also lives on disability (around $700/month) and has to do extreme budgeting to get by. This means sometimes she does buy fast food because she doesn't have the strength to cook. Surprise, surprise, she still isn't a fatass.  I hate fat people, but I ESPECIALLY hate fatties with excuses as to why they can't exercise or why they're fat because they can't eat healthy. If there's some ham out there with a legitimate excuse that's medically proven, then maybe just maybe I will hate them a little less. But until then, they can all burn in hell.