I am a naturally thin person- in fact, I am just under 4’11” tall and weigh 85 pounds soaking wet. I get told all the time how great it must be to be so small and eat whatever I want and not gain an ounce, blah blah blah…but I tell ya, being thin isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.
For one thing, being the small one in the family and amongst all my friends, I worry constantly about my title as the “thin one”. Sheesh- I feel like I can’t gain a pound without someone noticing it and losing some odd status I didn’t even ask for. When someone is the thin one amongst their average-sized peers, hell yes we know we are under scrutiny for the tiniest expansion of our asses or the tiniest dimples in our thighs. Just last night at my family’s Christmas party my sister jokingly poked me in the belly and said, “My my, look who’s got a pudge.” Well, excuse me for eating! Ha ha- it got laughed off of course, but with thin girls there is the daily struggle to REMAIN the thin girl, and it’s a lot of pressure we’d rather not have. If we were average, no one would give a shit what we looked like.
We like the fact that we’re thin. That alone just seems to be cause for ridicule and the title of “bitch”. While an average-sized or overweight person who reveres their size and loves their body is actually given praise, a thin woman who says she enjoys her body is too often met with, “You need to get some meat on your bones,” or “Of course you like how you look- you’re PERFECT.” WTF?! Perfect? Um…OK…let me clear up a common misconception about thin women here….
We have stretch marks and cellulite just like anyone else. I have those annoying chubby spots under my ass that I call my “handles” since my fiance likes to lead me around by those little fleshy parts and thinks they’re cute. I have dimples in my thighs and stretch marks on my ass, just like anyone else. If I wear a shirt too tight, I get muffin top, and I worry about my arms flabbing like bird wings. Just because a woman is a size 0 does not mean she carries a perfect body. We’re subject to genetics (stretch marks, cellulite, varicose veins) just like anyone else.
Perhaps the thing I hate the most about being thin is the fact that I cannot gain weight without someone seeing it. Believe me, if I gain 2 pounds, it shows up EVERYWHERE. The thinner a person is, the more obvious weight gain is on their bodies, and on my frame, a few extra pounds literally is disastrous. I weighed 95 pounds when I was 13 and looked HUGE!!! it sucks- I would love to have a thicker frame more like my sister, who is just 2 inches taller than me but weighs like 40 pounds more- she looks amazing and average and voluptuous- if I weighed that much, I’d look enormous. Thin people have a hard time maintaining a heavier weight, because it just looks weird, especially naturally thin girls. If I drink a soda, my belly swells up like I’m 4 months pregnant since the extra volume has to go SOMEWHERE, and it sucks being tiny and having even a pound or 2 make me look like a blimp.
Yeah, being thin isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. We feel fat a lot, feel like we wish we could be fat and have nobody care or notice, and wish that we could eat 2 pieces of pie without SOMEONE saying, “Where does all that food go? You’re so THIN!” We also wish we really DID have the perfect bodies, too- it sucks looking at my dimply little thighs and going, sheesh- where the hell did THAT come from?! I’d rather be a size 6 or even a 12 and have a nice full, smooth body sometimes, rather than being a smaller version of a real person, but hey, it is what it is, and I love what I’ve got- flaws and all. For the most part, anyway…