You’re too Thin. You need to gain weight. You’re skin & bones.
This is all I hear around me. But, if you look at me, I’m neither too thin nor large. I’m perfect. I’m in the middle. I just need a solid body, that’s all. I’ve been working out in order to fix the flab. It’s coming along, as I jiggle less. It’s just a hard process. I’m not trying to lose weight, more so gain muscle. I’m NOT to thin.
My brother & I went for a walk the other morning without letting anyone know because I would hear about it. My mother would question why I want exercise because I’m skinny enough as it is. Well, even “skinny” people need exercise.
After she found out that we were gone, she called my brother on his cell & needed to know our location. She was worried about us. However, when I got home to a pssstt, it was more annoyance on their part than worry. My mother told me I needed to see a psychiatrist. Really? For what? Because you’re too thin, she would shout.
I’ve always had these weight issues. When I was young, I was as skinny as a rail. By 8th into 9th grade, I gained weight & you could tell I was a little paunchy. You could notice it. So, after that, I began to work out & lost about 13 pounds. I looked & felt better.
In the last two years, the weight topic ALWAYS reappears. When it comes, I ignore it. I don’t want to hear about it. My mother constantly repeating how thin I look. That would get old to anyone. My family thinks I’m “too thin,” but my friends say I’m perfect. So, that begs the question, which is it? Am I too thin?
Though, I know I’m not fat, at times, I feel it, just like everyone else.
Every girl has a weight issue. That’s just a sensitive topic for girls. You try to avoid it at all costs. Just don’t go there because you’ll be sorry. You’ll regret saying ANYTHING. Trust me on this one.
I’ll let you decide, am I too thin?