Pros And Cons Of Prejudice Against Smokers

Ever since a young boy, I was known for my crazy eating habits. I had an abnormally large sweet tooth and stomach. There would be days I would eat a whole bag of candy and still have a taste for more sweets. I had a fairly thin physique with some muscle tone. Everybody told me that one day, I’ll become obese and regret all these “bad” decisions; I disregarded every comment and lived by the motto, “ As long as I don’t get fat, I’m fine.”

My weight never once had a part in any of these life decisions. We are now currently in the spring semester of my first year of college and I am finally realizing something. My weight is not a reflection of my mood. Ten year old me would have never believed that the word “obese” was not the worst word she would or could be called in her lifetime. Twelve year old me would have never guessed that a girl her size could get a boy a zillion times better than Austin, a boy named Travis who tells her he loves her every chance he gets. Sixteen year old me only assumed that the weight loss that she had lost was only the product of a sport that she no longer played, but now she is under the goal that she had set for herself when she was at her worst and is still working towards losing more. I am currently eighteen and I have learned two things. Everyone’s thighs jiggle when they run and that assuming things about the future does make an ass out of you and me. I still binge on fast food sometimes, and say hateful things to myself in the mirror too. I am only human. My diet is also healthier; I exercise frequently, and try to smile more often. Although my weight is still something I believe I could work on, it is no longer in control of how I feel. I am, and that's just a bittersweet

When I turned thirteen, my annual EEG(electroencephalogram)ended with good results. They were, in fact, great results because I had outgrown my epilepsy. I was free from all restrictions. But then, my blood test showed that from the excessive use of Depakote, I was experiencing liver failure. Now, on one hand, I am basically free from the hospital and all its meds, but, on the other hand, I am now starting a relapse and needed meds for the assistance of my liver. I was then put on a sugar diet that was to increase the fatty tissue that would assist in the break down on cells that were destroying my liver, so I gained weight, and I gained weight fast. I was 14 when I realized that I was fat. I felt like all that I was doing would just build me into a fat blob that no one would want to look at or hangout with, so, I complained to my doctor. He suggested that it was just a part of the growing process and I was just to go about my day and enjoy the fact that I was gaining weight. This I did not like. I continued to complain about the fact that I was fat until I finally went on a

Since I was a little kid I had trouble with obesity, and controlling it. I wasn’t super active or athletic, except for in the summer when I swam for my summer league swim team, I didn’t like fruit or vegetables all that much, and I loved to eat junk food. And with my family, I didn’t feel like change was necessary in order to achieve success in life, so I didn’t really try to be physically fit,

Stereotypes and negative attitudes concerning obese people have been found at both the implicit and explicit levels (Schwartz et al.,2005). Implicit attitudes are the attitudes that people unconsciously hold towards something. They are said to reflect thoughts and feelings that people are either unwilling or unable to report due to self presentation concerns or because they are unaware of the biases they have in the first place (Schwartz et al., 2005). Explicit attitudes are the attitudes that people consciously hold towards something and are obtained using self-report measures.

When I was younger at age 8, is when my family would say “You will not always be so skinny, enjoy it while you can” Being 8 years old, I thought my family was crazy and was just trying to scare me. As I got older I ate whatever I wanted, assuming I will always have a fast metabolism. Little did I know, it was about to go down hill. At age 16, I realized my weight started to increase. The higher the scale went, the more depressed I became. I did not like how

I come from a family that is not very active and obesity runs in my family with my parents and grandparents, from a young age I was told to make sure I lived my life well so that I didn’t have to endure the struggle that my parents and grandparents do with weight. I was an active child outside, but I was never involved in sports. In fifth grade I joined a YMCA volleyball team because I was interested in volleyball and I had peers that played volleyball. I continued to play in sixth grade too for my West Orient Middle School team, we got first place overall that year; but then I took a break and started track in eighth grade.

Gymnastics was the one activity where I thrived. It allowed me to feel confident in myself both mentally and physically. Shortly before finals week approached, I made the decision of quitting gymnastics, as a result of poor grades and my coach’s personal life having interfered with her teaching. After my gymnastics career ended, I went through a period of mourning. During this period, my confidence plummeted, I began consuming food that wasn’t nutritious for my body and the thought of “working out”, never crossed my mind. I never acknowledge the fact that I was gaining weight, until I looked into the mirror at the start of the second semester in grade eleven. I realized that thinking I could get away with eating all this food and not working out, led me to gain twenty pounds. I had no idea how I was going to cope with this situation, I knew something needed to be done, but at that moment I found myself constantly judging my body and negative self talk. Everyday I walked past a mirror and looked into it, and thought to myself “why, why did you let this happen to you?” and “you’re so ugly now that you gained the weight”. The thoughts and the judgments became worse, I became

The words “you`re too fat” have been said to me more than anything else. Weighing in at 190 pounds at the age of 11 was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to face in life. Not being able to fit into a pair jeans was unbelievable, but this was the reality. Going store to store trying to find something to fit was devastating. This affected my life both mentally and physically. It affected me mentally because of all the teasing that I faced at school and from my friends. This also affected me physically because it eliminated my chances to play basketball because I was unable to keep up with the other players. Facing this challenge, made me take the initiate to do something about my weight so it wouldn’t become an obstacle by preventing me

But this one felt different. My doctor started to list off all of these different exercise and dietary programs for overweight teens, and he also set up another appointment for me six months later specifically for my weight. In my mind at that moment, I pictured myself in one of those so-called “fat camps” with an obese kid, drenched in sweat, trying to catch the donut on a string only a couple feet in front of the treadmill. Never in a million years did I image that very kid to be me. There was no sudden epiphany to lose weight. Only the slap in the face I needed to get myself off the couch. And so I began.

I was an overweight teenage girl who never bothered to do anything but eat and sleep. I still remember looking through the scale as if my weight was nothing to me. All my family and friends would advise me about dieting and exercising, but I was careless and a lazy teenager with her headphones over elf-sized ears, loud music blaring with a Krispy Kreme doughnut on her right hand. My mom was trying to push me through the weekend to making sure that I was going to start eating healthy or not. I was lying to myself and would simply answer, “I’ll start my diet tomorrow!” It was too late that I realized that my

People are always prejudice against others and that may be because of race, religion, wealth, health, etc. When I say health, I mean either being fat or fit. Social psychology focuses on all of these criteria of prejudice but the purpose of this study is focusing on anti-fat attitudes on motivation and goals. We will see if fat people are being treated unequally and unfair vs fit people. A brief description of who someone may be considered fat, is an individual with a BMI (body mass index) over 25 points. Typing BMI calculator on Google and typing your height and weight can easily do this calculation and tell an individual where they stand. For our research our predictor variables are Intrinsic vs Extrinsic and willpower belief. These studies compare how anti-fat is related to our predictor variables.

Weight discrimination “generally refers to negative weight-related attitudes toward an overweight or obese individual” (Puhl 1). Obesity numbers started to skyrocket in the 1990s and weight discrimination started to become a problem about five years later. Obese individuals are susceptible to weight discrimination at health care facilities, school, work, and even in personal relationships. Studies have found that the chances of experiencing weight discrimination increase the more an individual weighs. “In our study, 10 percent of overweight women reported weight discrimination, 20 percent of obese women reported weight discrimination and 45 percent of very obese women reported weight discrimination. men were lower, with 3 percent of overweight, 6 percent of obese and 28 percent of very obese men reporting weight discrimination. This finding also tells us that women begin experiencing weight discrimination at lower levels of body weight than men” (Puhl 2). For women weight discrimination is more common than race discrimination.

In the deep sea resides black smokers, which are hydrothermal vents. Black smokers form from tectonic plates meeting and this creates a mineral laden fluid, iron sulfide, hence the “black smoke”. This water permeates through the earth’s crust, boils, and dissolves rock, reacting and creating bubbling, nutritious water. Only few organisms can live in the cold, deep, and empty environment where these Black smokers exists. These microbes are called extremophiles and rely on chemosynthesis, a process where an organism absorbs chemical energy from mineral-rich processes. These extremophiles, also known as archaebacteria, are an important food source for certain sea life like the yeti crab and sometimes have a symbiotic relationship with larger organisms. Discovering more of these microbes could further society as we could find more on other planets and their resistance to extreme environments can be studied by bioengineers. These hydrovents are also more concentrated than mines above the sea, which could potentially provide a cause for underwater sea mining. Such reserves are not only looked upon as a new mining source, but also a renewable mining source since these chimneys are capable of regenerating over time. Taking advantage of hydrovents would expand the mining industry and provide more jobs for society, reducing poverty while increasing

It seems to me that one year has not yet passed, since I have started dieting. Beginning a new lifestyle of eating healthier, to look better for myself was not as easy as I thought. Who didn 't wish to wake up one morning with a dream body or $20,000? Back in October 2015, when the holidays came around, it’s all food and gaining weight as everyone knows. My mom would always tell me how I used to be so thin when I was younger, but it wouldn 't bother me at the time. After a while it started to become annoying, because it was the same thing over and over. It seemed to me that she was now begging me to stop eating unhealthy foods, so I decided to speak with her. “I just don 't want you gain more weight and die at a young age, because you 're eating unhealthy.” I felt uncomfortable hearing those words, because I knew she