). I figured I'd calculate my BMI. No surprise, I'm "Obese". Sounds like such a harsh word. I don't feel "obese". I know I'm for sure overweight, but OBESE? I guess I am. In order to move from obese to "overweight" I need to reach 179lbs so I changed my goal from 180 to 179 - no big deal and hey, I would love to be merely "overweight" 
I figured for kicks I'd enter my weight when I was at my lowest (115lbs) and at that I was "underweight". I was at a low point in my life. Not taking care of myself, seriously despressed. I was NOT healthy and there is no way I could have sustained that weight and been mentally and physically fit in the long run.
What really cheesed me off though, is when I weighed that little I was treated differently by society in general. For one thing I got so much attention from men, at times it verged on annoying ("stop looking at my that way PIG!" What can I say, I was also a cynic). This is frustrating because I always hear men say they don't like skinny chicks, "it's gross", they like a little meat on the bones etc., but when it comes down to it I found this to be totally untrue!
Also, society in general treated me differently. I realize this is probably no big surprise to most people but I can personally attest to it. I had an easier time getting jobs, I got better service at restaraunts, stores, and people in general were much more 'approachable' than when I was at my heaviest (240lbs).
What's the point of this rant? I suppose it's to accept that we are what we are as society - judgemental. Acceptance first right? I can't say I'm innocent. I know I have deep seeded biases that I attempt to arrogantly renounce. I suppose all of this has led me to remind myself when I make judgements on others for their weight (over or under) to perhaps most importantly, demonstrate this for my children, and remind them not to judge people based on weight.
