I think that without consciously thinking about it, I’ve felt like everyone has a weight limit for me, albeit not one that they themselves have thought about. If I were to hit or exceed that limit, which would vary depending on the person, they would start to like me less or think I’m “bad”. Even those who have been so supportive of me must have some bounds, right? There must be some conditions? And in that case, I should stay as far away as I can from those limits so I don’t lose them and their support.
Do I have limits for people? No, of course not. There’s nobody in my life that I would like any less if their weight changed. If I’m truly honest with myself, I’d find it hard for some people to lose weight and be smaller than me (or smaller than I see myself), but even then, I wouldn’t like them any less.
And do I think my friends and loved ones have limits for other people? Again, no. The people I love and who love me are people that I trust to care about people for who they are, not what they weigh.
So why do I think I’m different?