I love my weight and I love my body. I think some people really cannot fathom that someone likes their self. It's sad really. Seeing as I don't think of my self that way or even compare myself to others with these thoughts, and their comments are consistently one-note, I wonder if that's how they feel about their own self. Or maybe that's how they would feel if they ended up in a state that they believe must be contemptuous. It's a bit depressing to think about. Imagine living your life not viewing yourself as your own friend first and foremost. And not just stop there but also you attempt to indoctrinate someone else to view their self the same waybecause how dare they not subscribe to your stabdard of beauty?! Misery loves company I guess, and true envy isn't the envy of the superficial but the envy of that which can't be bought: self-acceptance and love.