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Pounds or kilos

Pounds or kilos what are they well their units of weight which you use every day, different terms in different countries but it still means the same. What I really want to write about is a word that I really hate and that is fat. Isn't it terrible when you hear someone say that he or she is (I'm going to use the word overweight not fat) overweight, how can some people be so unkind to that person? What difference does it make if someone has a few kilos more than they should have, why is it so important to comment I have no idea but it's not nice. When a person is overweight then perhaps they have some sort of medical condition or perhaps they just like eating, every person is different and they should not be judged just because they are overweight you probably don't know the reason why. In women it could be because of menstruation or because they've had babies, in men perhaps it's because they like one beer or two, who actually knows. It's up to the individual to control their weight not someone else to tell them that they are overweight. I know that if a person is overweight then it does put pressure on the heart and may lead to other medical problems, tiredness, back pain or breathing issues when they walk but the individual will know that and it's up to them to do something about it and there's no reason that someone else should call them overweight. Apart from the medical issues then they probably have trouble finding or buying clothes to fit which I imagine would make them depressed so maybe they take comfort in eating something sweet which probably doesn't help. I'm sure that there are a lot of married couples in the world that when they got married one of them may have been overweight but they still got married because of love not because of how many kilos they had, that's the difference between people that say someone is overweight and someone who doesn't comment because they have no right to do so. I'm lucky because I'm as thin as a rake maybe there's something wrong with me because of that but I'm happy and have people around me who don't mind and that's the same in every marriage, weight doesn't matter. As I said it's up to the individual to control their weight if they feel they need to not it's up to someone else to tell them to do so, so come on people stop talking behind or to their faces about someone's weight, think of it as being kind and polite, take that person as how they are probably kind and funny that's what separates people apart, that's what makes us different, that's what makes us individuals, good or bad. Why not remove the word f.. from our vocabulary then we couldn't use it, it would make a lot of people happier, just think about it next time you use that word and why your saying it maybe your jealous or just plain nasty. Let everyone live their lives as they want to and stop telling them what they look like or that they should lose weight, life is for living and we shouldn't be nasty or hateful to anyone, well that's all I have to say on that topic I hope you think now before you say something... 

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