Most people i know have a bit of a skewed idea of what is overweight and what is not. A lot of people i know grew up with dads who got fatter and fatter when they got older and a lot see it as some sort of normal progression. My friends were all really fit in their 20es and now even my old skinny roommate got a good old belly. One of the guys from back then doubled in size and he keeps saying that he’s married now and it doesn’t matter har har har. I heard all my life that i should eat more, like you know, the thing old people say. I know that BMI is’ln’t the end all be all, but my BMI is and has always be 20. I do not want any more weight, i don’t see the point at all. I see my dad who is morbidity obese and he doesn’t see a problem. He walks like a penguin and gets out of breath when he gets into a car. I’ll never feel bad for him or other people like him. He always tells funny stories how he’s gonna end up with a nice young nurse who takes care of him. Yeah you gonna lay in tour own shit for a few hours because the poor nurse can’t wash his fat ass alone.
My sister is “normal” according to her. And yeah she’s not fat, but it’s like she’s 15 years older than despite only being a year older.