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Originally Posted by phenomshel
Wow, I'm unique! I come in at a solid number 4 on your list. I am five feet tall and weigh about 140, which any chart will tell you is overweight. However, lose or gain, my body always comes back to this weight and stays there. My husband likes me the weight I am, and I feel my best at this weight.
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Not unique, but rare in the extreme. And, the charts are all bullshit anyway. If you look at the charts that were around when I was young, they were all based on your height, assuming you were in 2 inch heels. Now, by those charts, I am actually five foot nine, and whatever weight was associated with that height would have been my correct one. They freaking change the damn charts about every generation.
You know, if your body is happy at that weight, then that's what counts.
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Originally Posted by nekokami
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 in,side. I don't know so many people on the other end of the scale, but I cringe jus as much when I see pictures of fashion models, so at least I'm an equal-opportunity discriminator. 
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Being around morbidly obese people and extremely skinny people makes me uncomfortable, but then so does being around smokers. It's basically because deep down I want to "fix" them ... make them understand that, assuming they have some choice in their weight or the fact that they smoke, they are doing so much damage to their bodies.
However, I keep my mouth as shut as I possibly can, because right around then I realize that living around a bazillion animals when you are allergic to them is pretty freaking stupid and damaging to the body (my lungs are about shot, and they never were very good to begin with).
We've all got our oddities, and everybody has things they are attracted to or repulsed by. That's one of the reasons I like the internet ... it gets me in touch with the core of the person. It never matters what any of you look like, just how I think you look. And, even once I've seen any of you, I snap right back into thinking about you as I imagined you.