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I find it interesting that people place so much value on weight.

I've lost ten pounds due to dental work. I'm sure I needed to lose it, but that weight loss didn't change who I am, but it is the first thing mentioned in a conversation. I don't value who I am or anyone else based on their outward appearance. Being thin or overweight doesn't change the true essence of who someone is. If I'm an asshole when I'm fat chances are I'm going to be a skinny asshole as well.

It's understandable why so many people have body image issues, but I find it unacceptable that people develop an opinion based on someones weight. That my friends is called judging. I am judged everyday because of the color of my skin - I don't want to add being judged by my weight to the list. And for those of you that are ready to get defensive and argue about being healthy...I understand that, but I'm not talking about being healthy. I'm talking about people basing their opinion and value on someone because of their weight. My point is there's more to a person.

Be kind today and don't judge!



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