That really sucks - if I were her I'd never want to go out in public with my sister, let alone the beach!!
Sure, it is horrible - from our perspective. I have noticed that people who are actually happy with themselves could not care less if they are with a girl skinnier than them. Weight does not play a role in their lives or happiness. I have seen many examples of groups of friends on the beach, or girls wearing short skirts/shorts where I though: "Oh God how can she TAKE being next to her friend wearing shorts that short! Her thighs must be double the other girl's thighs!." Then I stop for a second and think about how pathetic that makes ME, if all I am worried about when hanging out with people is if there's someone skinnier and if clothes look best on me. I actually wish I had the confidence and carelessness of those girls, and the zero envy or resentment of any kind they have towards the "skinnier specimens". They look at themselves and at the other person as... well, just a person. A person they love and whose company they enjoy, and not a collection of numbers, percentages, measurements etc. Excuse the rant, but this has to be one of the most annoying daily stunts my mind pulls on me.
I agree with all you wrote wholeheartedly. I always worry too much about how I look and compare myself to others, and it's ridiculous, because instead of enjoying the company of my skinny friends I think constantly if I don't look fatter, or who looks better, or skinnier. It's silly, and unhealthy, and I sometimes envy girl who just don't care. But the whole idea of simply not caring is just something I can't wrap my head around. I literally cannot imagine not caring.
It's because once you've been on the other side of the fence you can never un-see, un-feel or un-know.
I always say that about myself as a person who had EDNOS. I will never be recovered, but always in recovery. An ex-alcoholic can never have a casual drink.
The careless are blessed with ignorance. For them our world and everything it entails does not exist. But then again - we sacrifice being 'normal' for being in the small percentage of the physically superior, while they are in for a lifetime of sailing in a sea of mediocrity
True. It's like with everything exceptional in life- there are costs, but there are also benefits, and we all must decide for ourselves if the goal is worth sacrificing the other things.
Like Socrates said, the unexamined life is not worth living for a human being. I'd rather be the best I can, even if it means sacrifices, because living without giving hundred percent of myself is just a waste. I couldn't be bothered otherwise, I hate mediocrity. Mediocrity is laziness, boredom and failure (to me at least). I'd rather not be ignorant and pay the costs along the way, but at least know how it feels to know (or be, or feel a certain way).
This post is exceptional.
I find myself MORE jealous of people who I wouldn't say "don't care at all" but can eat and exercise as they wish and if they gain then they simply tweak their diet for a few weeks, lose it and life moves on as opposed to accepting the gain and giving up or obsessing over the gain and the need to lose. It is not something they obsess over but rather something they notice intermittently.
I have not seen anyone thinner than me in months. At one point I just assumed my friends wanted to know my secrets so I started giving unsolicited tips but they truly didn't care. They were perfectly happy at their size (AU 8-maybe a small 10).
This.
I envy those who don't check the calorie count of every package they pick up, but then I remind myself that the extra obsessing is worth it in the end.
Yup, so very true. Sure the people who don't obsess with weight/food etc. are free and live happy lives but they look so average/normal/like everyone else. Being skinny and seeing a skinny girl is something I would never give up. I don't want to blend in and look like everyone else. I want to stand out being an extra skinny person.
She's either not very competitive, doesn't give it a second thought and enjoys her life... or she looks the way she does because she has been upset by her sister's looks and success and as a result has been binge eating & depressed. It's not possible to know which without knowing something about her. But good on them for spending time together like that, still being sisters.
I've often wondered this, as a beautiful sister's stellar success and jetset lifestyle must be felt by even the sweetest and closest sister at times. Their lives would surely feel at times so plain by comparison.. as proud as I'd be of my sister, I know it'd hurt me. I have such negative self-talk anyway that I know this would just fuel my internal self-burn, directed not at my sister for being special, but at myself for being nothing. Ugh. In that situation, best focus on being special by being clever instead. Sigh. Lol.
Here's Lindsay with her sister and mother.
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Here's Lindsay with her sister and mother.
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Wtf.
Someone should really put those cookies down, God doesn't get you that monstrously fat.
