I think the kicker to why I might sever this friendship once and for all was when I told you I was starting kickboxing you told me, "Good! Physical activity is good for you!" Like I wouldn't know. I mean, it's not like I did competitive swimming, softball, cheerleading, was a majorette, and played soccer. It's not like my mom and her friends were freakin' body builders for years and dragged me along to "run stadiums" and jump hurdles. I almost ranted to you about how I just discovered through a series of doctor visits that through hypothyroid, I HAVE NO METABOLISM to the point that I could not lose weight even with dieting and exercise which I have put into routine nearly all my life, and especially severely the past three years, where I even had a personal trainer. But I knew you wouldn't give a flying fuck and would try to excuse yourself with something stupid like, "I'm a guy, I have no brain".
The fact that through this and how you said it implies because I am fat I must also be lazy makes me want to punch your teeth in. For someone who was supposed to be my best friend, I have really lost a lot of respect for you.

















