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Atrophic refers to tissue or an organ in the body that has become smaller, thinner, and weaker. It is associated with wasting away due to disease, disuse, defective nutrition, or nerve damage.

I'm an environmental studies major who studied Latin and Greek root words in high school in a gifted class to help prepare me for the SAT.

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Trophic levels refer to different positions in a food chain or web. They represent the feeding relationships within an ecosystem. The main trophic levels are:
1. Primary producers (e.g., plants) at the base.
2. Herbivores (consumers of plants) at the second level.
3. Carnivores (consumers of herbivores) at higher levels.
4. Apex predators (top-level carnivores) at the highest level.

So when I see the word atrophic, my mind wants to think you are talking about creatures that don't eat anything (a la the word asexual reproduction -- reproducing WITHOUT sex, surely you people know that term).

I mean PLANTS aren't even seen that way in environmental biology, so what would that even be? Rocks?

This post brought to you by me tripping across the idiotic phrase atrophic vaginitis which English speaking earthbound humans define as:

...inflammation of the vagina as a result of tissue thinning due to low estrogen levels.

So you morons are telling me it's INFLAMED aka swollen AND thinned. Because LOBBIC as my four year old self might sarcastically say.

I cannot wait for the field portion of my degree in human studies to be over so I can be returned to a sane planet. 

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