“And yes, when a person allows themself to get that large, I do think it is a reflection on their personality”
Fat chick checking in.
I agree.
When you see someone my size (or the size of the lady that hit you), 99% of the time you are looking at the walking wounded.
Everyone’s got pain, man, and everyone finds a way to medicate it. Some people medicate by intentionally hurting other people any way they can. Some people drink. Some people have indiscriminate sex with anything with a pulse. Some people snort coke. Some people shop and get themselves into thousands and thousands of dollars in debt.
Some people eat.
Point is, everyone finds a way to deal with their issues. Almost all the ways we find to ease our pain are unhealthy (unless we replace our unhealthy ways with healthy ones). My guess is that seeing someone who is really really fat stands out in your mind more because they “assault” your line of vision. Not so for say, someone with just as many issues as say, me, only instead of eating they have 10 maxed-out credit cards and a reposessed car.
Incidentally, I do think that most of the time, obesity is a choice. I know it was for me. For reasons unknown, it was working for me on some level, or I wouldn’t have been so fat for 25 years. Then I decided to turn my will over to God, and also I decided that diabetes in 10 years or so and an early grave wasn’t working for me, so I started moving my ass at the gym and changing the way I eat. For me, it was all about choice.
Why is it OK for someone to choose to, say, scar their lungs with cigarettes day in and day out, but not OK for them to choose to get fat?
And while we’re on it, I have one tiny fender bender to my name thus far and no speeding tickets. And I hit a parked truck last month and slightly damaged the bumper and I left my name and number so kiss my ass if you think that I’m somehow less honest now than I will be when I get to my goal weight.