Let’s be honest. We all have weight issues. Whether it’s our own or somebody else’s. We all have a standard for beauty or propriety or some form of conformity to a “fit” fitness that guides our perceptions. In part we have to. After all, a morbidly obese person can’t fit into an airplane seat or, if they can, they make it incredibly uncomfortable for the person sitting next to them. Well, maybe. Maybe not though for any physical reason, but for the reason that THAT much emotional baggage is hard to deal with day-to-day.