That’s what you want to happen.
There is definitely a weird sort of moral view to weight loss that’s almost like a pilgrims progress journey of suffering. If you haven’t suffered, then you’ve done it ‘wrong’ somehow and should be punished accordingly.
It is really strange as I doubt the same head shakers would care about anti depressants, which minimise suffering, or painkillers for toothache (I mean, just don’t eat sugar and brush more, it’s that easy, right? It’s not like people have different teeth, or anything?) But where weight loss is concerned, the view for a lot of people whether they admit it or not is that overweight people should suffer for as long as possible (the same people who are anti WLIs tend to be anti any quick weight loss method) and as much as possible and when they have then rightfully paid penance at the alter of thinness they can gain entry.
It is ridiculous of course and also eye opening when we think about what’s actually going on here.
Subconsciously, a lot of people, especially women although I hate to say it, do like having a fat or at least chubby friend. And I’m including myself in that category. I’ve only become massively overweight in the last few of years but before that I kept gaining and losing the same two stone and had a friend who was massively obese who I always felt nicely svelte next to. I’m not proud of that but it’s true. Weight is always judged by those next to you; in a room of size 8s a size 12 will look hefty but in a room of size 18s the reverse is true. So if everyone else is getting smaller it puts pressure on others. I think as well greed is an unpleasant trait generally, and I am greedy, I’ll admit that. For me, I met my husband and didn’t have the same sort of ‘control’ I had when on the market and he’s into food and eating and then two pregnancies and babies and work and tiredness and I gained a lot of weight. I kept trying to lose it and getting to a point then surrendering (familiar, anyone?)
This isn’t about anyone else. Maybe my children, because I want to be healthy for them and be in photographs with them, but tis for me. It isn’t about you or your angst about my health. Thanks, but sod off 