In reading some of the blogs of folks who have done so well to lose weight, it seems a large percentage of them spoke of being overweight since childhood. I did not have that problem. I remember the old saying said to me (don't know how many times) "a big wind will come along and blow you away." While walking on ice one time as a middle-school student, a wind did come and blew me along the path. LOL A little scary. Thankful it didn't knock me down. I graduated from high school weighing less than a hundred pounds. And, yes, I was healthy, just a small frame and keeping up with five brothers used up my calories. Walking over a half mile a day to and from the bus stop, I am sure, helped too.
After my first child, I still stayed around one hundred pounds. Here's the kicker. A good friend of mine told me I was so skinny she prayed the Lord would put some weight on me. After, I started gaining weight, after my second child, I hovered between 115 and 120. Which seemed to satisfy people. I could finally wear a size seven comfortably and it actually fit!
Then came those stressful years of low income, teenagers, and lots of cream filled donuts every two weeks. Comfort food for the stress. Didn't realize I was a stress-eater till I investigated it. That brought me to an unhealthy weight. Now the comments were: Put on a little weight. Don't worry, you'll grow into it. And my own comments, "I use to wear that size." Then came menopause and I gained about a pound a month w/o changing the way I ate or what I did. Found out that was hormone fluctuation. I creeped up on 160 and that was way too much on my small five foot frame. (Used to be 5'1") And the final comment from an older friend that sent me crying and hesitating to visit her, "You're getting fat."
No one had to tell me that. I knew it.
I sympathize with those who had to put up with the "fat" jokes and insults all their lives. But being on the other side of the coin, I faced jealously, harsh comments on being thin and small, and then, lots of comments by those who were so happy I was more like a real person when I gained weight. I went from being called a "Barbie doll" to being called fat. What a rollercoaster ride. The pounds, gray hair, wrinkles and chin whiskers made me feel uncomfortable in my own skin. So, the one good thing I did was join Spark People I get healthy information, form friendships and don't feel so alone on my struggle to be healthier. This may not seem like a big deal to a lot of folks--going from skinny to fat--but the emotional upheavals I have gone through have taken a toll.
Thankful for my Spark People friends and my Lord and Savior who are helping me through this time of my life. Thanks to you, my Spark Friends.