It completely baffles me that a "heavyweights" forum is dedicated to people with a BMI over 55, and that shows me just how skewed my perspective has become, I suppose. My BMI, at my heaviest just nine months ago, would have been approximately 109. Yes... 109. I am 5'2" tall and my highest weight was (I believe) 600 pounds. I can't be sure because even the bariatric scale I got only went up to about 565, and then it errored out. My highest doctor-weighed weight was 585, but I'm fairly certain I gained at least another 15 pounds after that given the quantity and type of food I was eating for the 3 or so months after that weight was taken. When I see 240 pound people have weight loss surgery, I just can't even wrap my mind around it. I mean, that's my GOAL weight. These people know what it's like to be fat... to have their health affected, sure, and to have to wear plus size clothes and to get called names on the street. But most of them DON'T know... What it's like to be so fat the standard doctor's scales can't even weigh you anymore What it's like to know scales SPECIFICALLY MADE FOR FAT PEOPLE can't even weigh you anymore What it's like to have to buy two airplane seats every time you travel How you feel when you outgrow even the PLUS SIZE clothing stores and have to buy all your clothing online What it's like to have to shop for a car not based on the car's mileage or mpg or features or safety but based on whether there is any conceivable way you can fit your belly under the steering wheel... and what it feels like when you "outgrow" your car What it feels like to have to come up with creative ways to clean yourself after you use the restroom because you can't reach anymore and the inconvenience and potential embarrassment factor every time you have to do it in a public restroom What it feels like when even going grocery shopping is a major physical accomplishment What it's like to have your employer have to get an office chair CUSTOM MADE for you because none of the ones available to order will contain your ample butt What it's like to be concerned an employer will take one look at you and realize all the accommodations they'll have to make for you seating-wise, etc. and say "no thank you." What it's like when concerns about seating arrangements impact you EVERY time you go out in public (and what it's like when seating actually keeps you from eating at a restaurant your friends want to eat at, or keeps you from going to see a show because you know you'll be in so much pain you won't be able to bear it) This is really just a starter list. Life is SO much different at 240 pounds than it is at 500+. To me, it just doesn't seem comparable. I haven't been under 325 pounds since middle school (and even then I was already over a 55 BMI, which at my height would be at about 300 pounds). And I did not feel "desperate" enough to turn to surgery until I got this far. I think that says way more about me, though I'm not sure exactly what it says. 240 pounds seems SKINNY to me... seriously... and the kinds of freedom I will be able to look forward to at that weight seem immeasurable. Like I said in the title of this thread... it really is all a matter of perspective, I guess!