Fat vs. Thin

I've decided that fat people have it easy- yeah, you get made fun of for being fat, and if you're really fat you smell like yeast... but all you have to do it sit around and eat. Eat when you're bored, eat when you're lonely, eat when someone makes a joke about fatties...

Being skinny is a lot harder. I had an old grandmotherly woman stop me while I was jogging in place at an intersection and hand me a cupcake. "Yer skin an bones, you need ta eat little one." And hands me a fucking cupcake! I considered smashing the cake in the woman's face, but the light changed so I ran off instead and threw the cupcake in the nearest trashcan. (I highly doubt it was vegan.)

And when you're fat and go to the doctor, nine times out of then he isn't going to be like "dude, you're a Fatty McLumpkins! You need to stop eating and start running like a Thoroughbred!" But it's a travesty if you come in with a BMI of 16. "OMG, you're too skinny, you need to eat. You must have an eating disorder. Let's send you to inpatient treatment to cure it." What the hell? I am 2 points under where I should be. If you told someone who had a BMI of 28 that they needed to go into inpatient treatment to get their weight under control more than half the fucking country would suddenly be in a hospital.

I don't go around telling you not to sit on the couch and eat double bacon cheeseburgers, so don't tell me to not run 15 miles a day and to stop being vegan.