I was successful at my attempt to gain weight. It's been hard to gain and maintain, because my body naturally has a kick-ass metabolism, but I did it.
Yay! I guess.
No, it is a good thing because I would like another child.
It's an awkward thing, trying to gain weight as a woman. No one understands and most people are bitterly jealous.
You can't share that you are trying to gain weight with many other women, or they will hate you. You can't even tell you best friend, or she will hate you.
In some ways it's similar to an eating disorder. There are those that can't stand you, are repulsed by you and hate you because of your eating disorder. You want to yell at them, "You stupid shithead! You can have this, I don't want it! It hurts and frustrates me. Please don't judge. You need to walk a mile in my shoes."
I guess that's sort of how it goes when your body doesn't want to keep weight on, no matter how healthy you are. You want to yell at the people who hate you, who despise you, who are so jealous, "I have a price to pay, this isn't easy. I want to be normal, I wish it was easy to meet your standards. Please don't judge me. Instead, walk a mile in my shoes."
Either way, it's a good reminder that you or I or anyone shouldn't judge or be envious of someone else's state.
Instead, let's walk a mile in each other's shoes.
