In my adult life my weight has fluctuated within a fifteen pound range (only ten when healthy, but I dropped down lower once when I was sick), but no matter where I weigh in that range, one thing stays true: my ribs, upper chest, and shoulders stay very thin. At my highest weight, when my pants are getting tighter because my hips/butt/thighs are expanding a bit and I can notice a gain in my upper arms and breasts, you can still see my ribs and my collarbones still stand out. It’s just how I’m built. End of story.
I was just remembering how at my sister’s wedding, I saw my aunt for the first time in ages. I was wearing a pretty dress that I thought made my shoulders (one of my favorite parts of my body) look lovely, and the first thing she said to me was how thin I was and was I anorexic. I was so astonished; but I’ve learned to pretend to be good at conversation and also to completely hide my feelings, so I just laughed it off and said, “Oh, I eat a ton, I guess I just try to be healthy? Hahaha” while fuming inside.
There’s no real point to this, just thinking about how rude comments like that are. While I eat my macaroni and cheese over here. With my collarbones. How dare I.
