Almost nobody believes they are #7. I've usually been #4 (underweight until my late 20's, on the upper edge of what's considered acceptable for my height now). My math friends and I joke, "It's not my weight, but the derivative of my weight, that worries me."
Yesterday I had a doctor's appointment, and, as usual, was weighed. I've lost 5 lb since last time I was in. I think that's good, though sometimes recently I know I haven't eaten as much as I should due to anxiety. When I'm having trouble eating, I try very hard to make sure that whatever I can get down is healthy, but sometimes the closest I can get is real hot chocolate (made with milk).
Being around
very overweight people makes me uncomfortable, and I don't like admitting that. I want to try to be more accepting of everyone, but some people are just so extremely unhealthy that I sort of cringe inside. I don't know so many people on the other end of the scale, but I cringe just as much when I see pictures of fashion models, so at least I'm an equal-opportunity discriminator.
