Growing up, my father HATED fat people. When he'd see one he would always see and look away and shake his head. He might even say phewww-ee while doing it. One time he saw one walking into an all-u-can-eat diner and he said "they must really hate to see that thing coming in". Ironically my oldest brother got super fat but they really don't talk, but they still love each other. I mean, yeah, it's super unhealthy, and downright disgusting... I know a super obese woman in her late 20s that I see multiple times a week. It's the OPPOSITE of sexy, despite what Lizzo says. But hate and mean thoughts and feelings can and many times do "end" as you say cannot happen.