Like some of the rest of you, I was very thin. 90 to 100 pounds, but I felt fat, because I had one friend who was anorexic, and another friend who was a little shorter and had the “perfect” body and all the guys wanted to be with her.
By the way, they still do. She still has a perfectly shaped body, despite having had 2 kids, but she did end up having skin cancer very young (in her 30’s) because she didn’t, and still won’t live without a tan.
I stopped getting a tan the minute I found out that getting a tan could lead to skin cancer (in the early 80’s) so I’ve been pasty white since then, which was not fun, or easy (because of all the sun) or attractive (until the Twilight Series came out).
I live in CA, so being tan, even though it’s potentially deadly, is still a thing. The same goes for being thin.
I’m lucky in that regard. Because I eat healthy, and I have been a vegetarian for 30 years, and I exercise regularly, I’m a pleasant 132 pounds.
But I still feel fat. My old friend (the one that all the boys loved, and still do) still looks fabulous, despite her skin cancer. But she never found the love of her life, despite being married twice, and having at least 20–40 boyfriends over her current dating lifetime. What always bummed me out, or irritated me about that, was that this woman could have (and did have) pretty much anyone she wanted. Her problem was that she did (and still does) get bored with guys very quickly. She likes and craves male attention, but once she’s been with someone for a week or so, she’s sick of them. She never once in her life pined for or longed to be with anyone she couldn’t have, because they all flocked to her, and still do.
The other thing I noticed was that my hair was quite a bit longer, and a lot thinner/finer when I was younger. Now, my hair stops growing at a certain length, and that’s it. It won’t grow any longer, but now it’s pleasantly thicker since I started taking biotin supplements.