I am currently quite thin, but I have had my share of body image issues.
My parents started on me about my weight when I was VERY young. I was put on fad diets (this one...http://www.everydiet.org/diet/3-day-diet
) when I was TWELVE. When it made me feel sick on the second day, my dad expressed how disappointed he was in me
On the night of my first big dance, my mom commented that I looked like a fullback because my arms were so fat.
Once my mom's boss commented that I was pretty (I was 13) and my mom said, "But what about the SIZE of her?????"
Her boss said, very confused, "She's not big..." and my mom went, "Well, she didn't take after ME, that's for certain..."
She CONSTANTLY made comments like that...people would say I was cute or comment that I looked just like her, and she'd find a way to compare her very thin body to my huge one.
She would also comment on my legs. I used to be a gymnast, and my legs are short and very muscular. My mom has always been obsessed with her own legs, and would comment that I didn't inherit HER legs and say that I should find exercises to do that would make them thinner. (They were muscular. Not fat. They WERE that way because I DID/DO exercise.)
When I was 14, I decided just to stop eating. I lost about twenty pounds in one summer. My parents just thought it was great...they didn't notice that their kid wasn't eating and that a healthy 14-year-old could just drop that much weight in one summer. (Also, I'm only 5'0. Twenty pounds is a limb!)
I WAS NEVER FAT. I look at old pictures of myself, and, sure, I had some baby fat, but had my parents just left me alone I would have outgrown it naturally. Instead, they started a cycle of me absolutely obsessing about my weight.
I have a friend who is close to 300lbs. I have wondered what would my parents be like if they had a daughter that really DID have a weight problem, and how tortured that girl would have felt by them.
I am 26, and and like to think I am pretty healthy now...but, wow, it doesn't take much to bring back memories of my "fullback" days.
My mom is still very thin, and she'll say things like, "I am getting SO FAT...at this rate, I'll be a size 4 soon..."
As an adult, I can recognize how insane all of it was, but as a kid? It absolutely sucked. Those things really stuck with me.