Ok, not trying to brag or anything here.
But sometimes, it's just as bad to be too thin.
Up until I had my children, the very most I ever weighed was 105lbs, the average being closer to 99... sad state of affairs. It wasn't an eating dissorder. It was genetics and tonnes of physical activity and since I eat like a horse, gotta figure it's metabolism.
I was often teased in school for the amounts that I could eat at lunch. I was teased for my constant snacking. Speculations about my weight by classmates were mean. They automatically assumed something was wrong with me. Even my own doctor. I had to bring in family photos to prove that I was naturally slim and not starving myself.:irked: People who didn't know me, would bug me "eat eat eat, you need to eat more" Ummm I'm eating all the time as it is
I was called to see the guidance counsellor & school nurse. They kept insisting that I must have a problem and must be anorexic or something. They called my mom in, and she brought in family pictures again and explained, that NOTHING was wrong with me. And although, nothing was wrong... they made me feel as if something was.. and I hated my appearance even more than I already did.
Another day, classmates thought it was fun to play 'Vicki-ball" which amounted to about 5 guys picking me and tossing me back and forth like a ball. :o Since I was so tiny, I wasn't in any position to fight back and evade them and had to tolerate being picked up and tossed for a good 20min. Everyone laughed.
And I'm sure I dont even need to get into the 'name calling'.
Then lets start talking about finding clothes to fit a woman that's 5'4" and 100lbs. I was a size 1, 'adjusted'. Meaning, I'd buy a size one, take it to the tailor and have it made smaller. ASSUMING that the store actually carried a size that small. And of course it was never on sale since if they did stock that size, they would only have one or two and they'd be gone by the time the items went on sale. FORGET the 'small, medium, or large' option. I'd be swimming in a small. No hips. No boobs... nothing.... It was depressing.
People say "go shop for petites" not realizing that 'petites' is for short people, not slim people. Petites legs and sleeves of pants and shirts were too short on me. I'm not short, I'm slim. I'm too tall for petites. My bottom actually fit in babyhighchairs and/or booster seats.:o My mom used to sometimes shop in the children's dept to find stuff to fit me. Wearing 'kids' clothes when you're attending highschool is HIGHLY embarassing.
People used the word skinny like it was a compliment. FYI, it's NOT. Skinny is anorexics, homeless dogs and ethiopians. Of which, I'm none of the above. Skinny is unhealthy. "skinny" is an insult.
Then came two pregnancies. Packed on a whopping 60lbs each time and lost it all.. except a few lbs. I actually have tiny hips now. Up until I had my children, I had clothes in my closet from when I was 14yrs old that STILL fit.
(jean skirts, a couple of tops, that sort of 'plain' stuff that is timeless)
I now happily weigh 110-115... which is still small BUT not so small that I can't find clothes anymore. I still have glitches with anything that's either small/med/large sometimes.... But at least I don't have to have everything tailored and can now find stuff on sale and more affordable. There was tonnes I couldn't wear before because I was too small.
Now it's different.
So, I'm the whacko of the bunch.
I was MORE than happy to put on a few lbs.
So to those of you who have to battle, while I'm on the extreme side of the coin, I can understand to a degree what you went/go thru because I experienced some of the same stuff, but in reverse? Not sure if that makes sense, trying to explain it.
And kudos to everyone doing what's best for their health in a healthy way.
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