Anyone else mildly offended by the “Too much Weight Loss” comments? Tell me your best ones you have heard!!

Those sound like the usual suspects. How much skinnier are you trying to get or you look like you've already lost plenty. For the record I'm sitting at a normal BMI of twenty three point four.

One remark that stayed with me came from another person who struggles with weight. They noticed my early progress on the medication before I could see it myself and offered genuine congratulations. Their positive intent made it land well and I still think about it. I avoid commenting on anyone else's size because I rarely spot the differences anyway.

At a BMI of twenty one my girlfriend compared me to Christian Bale in The Machinist.

From an older guy's view our idea of normal weight has drifted because carrying extra pounds is now common. I still hear I'm too skinny even though my BMI sits at twenty six and body fat around twenty percent. I'm content where I am and not skinny by any measure so maybe everyone's calibration is off.

I haven't run into negative remarks. Occasional encounters bring positive or even complimentary reactions and questions about how it happened. I share the straightforward version of medication plus fasting. People who see me less often seem genuinely supportive. Starting at one hundred twenty kilos down to eighty five at one meter seventy seven and fifty seven years old I had to change course or risk not reaching old age. When asked how much further I plan to go I say until abs show or age seventy five whichever arrives first. Old pictures still shock me too.

After eighty pounds down the feedback has stayed positive with most just asking if I've lost weight and expressing disbelief at the total. I carried it in a way that hid it from others but I knew. A couple others on similar medications seem unable to ease off and one acquaintance wondered if they had anorexia. It's possible some now view a healthy weight as too low after extended use and fear losing control over food. I keep those thoughts private but it concerns me.

Down thirty five pounds and nearing goal yet hardly anyone has mentioned it. Thirty five pounds ought to show right.

I had already dropped a good amount before adding the medication which brought another fifteen pounds for a total of fifty five. Everyone I know now never saw the heavier version so comments are rare. As a self deprecating joke I still say I'm a fat guy at heart and the room goes quiet. That nickname fits the old me too.

I guess a new pair of boots is in my future.

I hear plenty of you're finished now right or don't lose any more or is this healthy or you'll end up looking like Kelly Osbourne. I'm not that thin but my face does look a bit drawn. Five foot four forty four year old female at one hundred twenty eight pounds.

Folks who see me daily noticed some change months back. When mixed with people who haven't seen me in a while they react strongly and it gets awkward. I'm maybe ten pounds lighter than a few years ago when I was active and fasting but now muscle is lower after time away from the gym. I had reached two hundred seven and sit at one hundred sixty six at five foot eight.

I often get told I'm too skinny for my age. My usual reply is that I'm also too healthy for my age. I go by the numbers and how I feel to judge whether I'm too thin.

I remind myself that people want you to succeed but not surpass them. Give them the finger and keep going. Better an empty spot in your life than a difficult person.

I wish anyone would notice or say something. The silence is discouraging.

My favorite is my mother calling my face gaunt. It's mostly jealousy. She's still carrying extra weight and the medication isn't working well for her while I lost one hundred sixty pounds in two years so she only has snarky remarks. I just let it roll off.

Not bothered at all. Sir Mix A Lot said it best and the jealous ones just want some too.

Now that song is stuck in my head. Down sixty eight point five pounds today and only two people have said anything. Digging through old smaller clothes I kept is keeping me going and pants that won't stay up is a good problem.

I hate to say it but after ninety five pounds in a year and a half I'm wondering why only my husband ever comments. I've waited forever for someone to call me skinny. Started at two hundred sixty five now around one hundred seventy.

No offense taken here because lifting keeps me from looking like a stick. I do find it funny when people warn against certain medications while they pay top dollar for beef tallow raw milk and untested supplements.

Can we add a cup size to that first thirty six. It changes things.