If you have read my stuff before you know I have been fat and skinny- 5'4" and 115-200lbs. Most of that was before I was 20 years old. I have maintained 130ish-140ish for 15 years. A solid 'medium.'
I try to base my self perception regarding my health on my fitness level. It usually works. But...
My family has issues (don't they all?) with addiction, mental health aaaannnnddd body image. Thin is totally the golden ring. People openly use laxatives for weight control and regularly go on weird diets or use cigarettes and diet soda in place of food. In my family, weight really matters.
I have worked past that shit for the most part.
Tonight someone posted a very unflattering pic of me on facebook, on the family page. And knowing that the fact that I look fat is the discussion topic of the night is SO hard. And that is the most disappointing part of it- that I actually care that on their skewed value system I am less than successful because my great job and solid marriage and wonderful kid don't compare to being thin. AAARRRGGGHH! BLEEEERG! Every time I think have worked past my crazy , it finds me!

Anyone else deal with this kind of baggage?