It is genetics also it is history
There are heavy people and there are skinny people.
My Brother has a set of twins you can realy see the differnce in the 2 one takes after her mother very thing almost to thin. Just going into the first grade she is about 65 pounds (guess) Then there is the other she takes after her father my side of the family she is big for her age heavy i'd say pushing little over 80 pounds. They both eat likes birds very health councouse.
That is a fair bit of it. The heavy one will never be the thin ones size. Geniticly it just is not going to happen. It is not fair but that is the fact of life.
I have been heavy all my life. Geneticly I am large but I also have a monky on my back. I like to eat and I eat out of bordome. But even if I did not. I will never be skinny. There is no going back once you are heavy. You can lose wight and be healthy, but but your not going to get to that goal of 6,1 170 male adonis. When you are large things chang to support the wight bones get bigger muscle builds up and so on.
I could go on the strictus diet in the world and I have but I will never be porn star thin. It is not in my geans or my slacks either.
Sane weight advice...I love it!
Hi all. I just wanted to thank everybody for the wonderful, sane, balanced advice we’re giving people who are struggling with their weight. I spent a year or two frequenting pro-ana and pro-mia message boards in high school (If you don’t know what that is, you’re lucky. Pro-ana and pro-mia boards are for people who choose to continue living with anorexia or bulimia rather than recovering, and they share tips on successful starving and show off pictures of themselves so they can be praised for their stick-thin-ness.) I have big issues with my weight, which objectively I know is silly since I’m 5’7 and just over 150. I can’t get some of their weird-ass advice out of my head, though. Like “don’t eat, and then sit there feeling superior as you watch people stuff food into their mouths to make their fat bodies even fatter.” When I eat, I wonder if maybe there’s some Ana someplace in the restaurant watching me and thinking those thoughts. It’s a real downer, but I’ve found more productive ways like athletics to fight the problems that arise from my passionate love affair with Ben & Jerry.
One of my friends once asked me if subbing wasn’t somehow an unhealthy expression of self-hatred. I think it’s quite the opposite. Unlike those poor girls who think the only way to be worthy is to be starving, here people seem to accept and love their bodies, without being blind to their faults. It’s a great way to be. Thanks again.