Our childhood/younger years, were our feelings about weight influenced then? read below.

LadyEmeraude

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When you see a loved one’s weight headed in a physically dangerous direction—either higher or lower—you naturally want to help. But it’s hard to know how to help because weight, for many people, is a very touchy subject. I know that when I was growing up, I had one parent who was focused on weight and pounds, critical comments..

My other parent did not focus on weight or pounds, she focused on whom a person was and their worth, goodness and kindness.

Ok, so with that said, over my years from young adult to Senior, I have mostly always maintained being 20 to 25 pounds above my HWP. (height weight proportionate)

Other times of my life, I have been average weights, not high and never too low.

This morning, I have been thinking about this type of topic. I know there are other great topics about weight loss goals on this forum over the months.

I think my topic point might be, do YOU personally feel your weight was at all influenced by parents or family in your much younger years, or that has carried over into your adulthood, maybe even Senior years?
 

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Weight either high or low was never a problem for me, still isn't.
Nor for my wife.

Growing up played outside from dusk til dawn when not in school. So did the other kids in my neighborhood. Only one girl was heavy but she was part of our group so we didn't think about that as an issue.

It was only later in 9th. grade that weight [heavy] was an issue. That same girl in our group that was heavier. Best guess she would have weighed around 250 to 300lbs. I used to walk to classes with her. That was before I signed up for D E [distributive education] in 10th. grade.

10th grade for her must have been hell for her because she was picked on for her weight. I know this because we would talk to me about it. I wish I could have been more supportive because about mid term in grade 11 she committed suicide.

That was back in the mid 1950's. Now thankfully weight as an issue to ridicule someone is not as prevalent.
 
I will answer yes that my attitude toward weight was influenced by a family member.

When I was around twelve I got just a tad pudgy, not fat but a few extra pounds. My oldest brother, eighteen years older than me and a big tough biker guy who I only saw ocassionally, would torment the hell out of me because of my weight. He would grab my boob telling me it was nicer than his girlfriends, squeeze my belly and ask how the baby was, once he smashed my sandwich to show how I had to much meat to bread ratio, even started calling me Bertha Butt.

But he also showed me how to lift weights, and how to make chores into exercise. I lost that pudgyness pretty quick and have maintained a healthy weight ever since. Honestly it became more than just about weight, I wanted to be strong, I wanted to be fit, I wanted to be able to physically out perform others.

I probably didn't realize it at the time but my brother's teasing certainly influenced how I viewed my body, and forever shaped the way I live life, I have always maintained a life of exercise, healthy eating and physical activity.
 

I will answer yes that my attitude toward weight was influenced by a family member.

When I was around twelve I got just a tad pudgy, not fat but a few extra pounds. My oldest brother, eighteen years older than me and a big tough biker guy who I only saw ocassionally, would torment the hell out of me because of my weight. He would grab my boob telling me it was nicer than his girlfriends, squeeze my belly and ask how the baby was, once he smashed my sandwich to show how I had to much meat to bread ratio, even started calling me Bertha Butt.

But he also showed me how to lift weights, and how to make chores into exercise. I lost that pudgyness pretty quick and have maintained a healthy weight ever since. Honestly it became more than just about weight, I wanted to be strong, I wanted to be fit, I wanted to be able to physically out perform others.

I probably didn't realize it at the time but my brother's teasing certainly influenced how I viewed my body, and forever shaped the way I live life, I have always maintained a life of exercise, healthy eating and physical activity.
'appreciate' your post @ C50
 
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I will answer yes that my attitude toward weight was influenced by a family member.

When I was around twelve I got just a tad pudgy, not fat but a few extra pounds. My oldest brother, eighteen years older than me and a big tough biker guy who I only saw ocassionally, would torment the hell out of me because of my weight. He would grab my boob telling me it was nicer than his girlfriends, squeeze my belly and ask how the baby was, once he smashed my sandwich to show how I had to much meat to bread ratio, even started calling me Bertha Butt.

But he also showed me how to lift weights, and how to make chores into exercise. I lost that pudgyness pretty quick and have maintained a healthy weight ever since. Honestly it became more than just about weight, I wanted to be strong, I wanted to be fit, I wanted to be able to physically out perform others.

I probably didn't realize it at the time but my brother's teasing certainly influenced how I viewed my body, and forever shaped the way I live life, I have always maintained a life of exercise, healthy eating and physical activity.
Weight either high or low was never a problem for me, still isn't.
Nor for my wife.

Growing up played outside from dusk til dawn when not in school. So did the other kids in my neighborhood. Only one girl was heavy but she was part of our group so we didn't think about that as an issue.

It was only later in 9th. grade that weight [heavy] was an issue. That same girl in our group that was heavier. Best guess she would have weighed around 250 to 300lbs. I used to walk to classes with her. That was before I signed up for D E [distributive education] in 10th. grade.

10th grade for her must have been hell for her because she was picked on for her weight. I know this because we would talk to me about it. I wish I could have been more supportive because about mid term in grade 11 she committed suicide.

That was back in the mid 1950's. Now thankfully weight as an issue to ridicule someone is not as prevalent.
I will answer yes that my attitude toward weight was influenced by a family member.

When I was around twelve I got just a tad pudgy, not fat but a few extra pounds. My oldest brother, eighteen years older than me and a big tough biker guy who I only saw ocassionally, would torment the hell out of me because of my weight. He would grab my boob telling me it was nicer than his girlfriends, squeeze my belly and ask how the baby was, once he smashed my sandwich to show how I had to much meat to bread ratio, even started calling me Bertha Butt.

But he also showed me how to lift weights, and how to make chores into exercise. I lost that pudgyness pretty quick and have maintained a healthy weight ever since. Honestly it became more than just about weight, I wanted to be strong, I wanted to be fit, I wanted to be able to physically out perform others.

I probably didn't realize it at the time but my brother's teasing certainly influenced how I viewed my body, and forever shaped the way I live life, I have always maintained a life of exercise, healthy eating and physical activity.
Weight either high or low was never a problem for me, still isn't.
Nor for my wife.

Growing up played outside from dusk til dawn when not in school. So did the other kids in my neighborhood. Only one girl was heavy but she was part of our group so we didn't think about that as an issue.

It was only later in 9th. grade that weight [heavy] was an issue. That same girl in our group that was heavier. Best guess she would have weighed around 250 to 300lbs. I used to walk to classes with her. That was before I signed up for D E [distributive education] in 10th. grade.

10th grade for her must have been hell for her because she was picked on for her weight. I know this because we would talk to me about it. I wish I could have been more supportive because about mid term in grade 11 she committed suicide.

That was back in the mid 1950's. Now thankfully weight as an issue to ridicule someone is not as prevalent.
thank you @ Knight.
 
Weight either high or low was never a problem for me, still isn't.
Nor for my wife.

Growing up played outside from dusk til dawn when not in school. So did the other kids in my neighborhood. Only one girl was heavy but she was part of our group so we didn't think about that as an issue.

It was only later in 9th. grade that weight [heavy] was an issue. That same girl in our group that was heavier. Best guess she would have weighed around 250 to 300lbs. I used to walk to classes with her. That was before I signed up for D E [distributive education] in 10th. grade.

10th grade for her must have been hell for her because she was picked on for her weight. I know this because we would talk to me about it. I wish I could have been more supportive because about mid term in grade 11 she committed suicide.

That was back in the mid 1950's. Now thankfully weight as an issue to ridicule someone is not as prevalent.
thank you for your post @ Knight
 
Here is an additional bit of info. I am 5'4'. My weight is 155 to 160.
I should weight about 135 tops, but will I likely do this in my remaining
lifetime? Honest answer is not likely. I seem to not have or hold the interest
to do so. I do exercise, attend the gym on occasion, like to walk as a form
of exercise. But also, I love to eat, and at times, just a bit too much.
 
I remember chubby kids being teased at my elementary schools, and that made me glad I wasn't fat....so I'll say yes.

(also, if the chubby kids were cool or smart or otherwise okay, I made friends with them, and then the other kids would leave them alone.)
 
Both my parents were in great shape when growing up. My dad swam and played tennis 3 times a week. My mom swam and did yoga and tai chi throughout the week. They didn’t push us to do anything but did set good examples. For most of my life I’ve been in great physical shape. I’m currently overweight but am on a medication that causes weight gain. I’m hoping my doctor can help me with this. I’ve got an appointment in September. I really, really hate being over weight.
 
I spent two years of my life "chubby." I never got over it. I was never a kid who was teased, Never, but...I heard someone say to a little girl chubbier than me "Little Lotta made a fotta and dried up like a blotta." See, I never forgot and was afraid, terrified, that would have been said to me. I guess I wasn't teased because I was always fearsome. The one time a cousin called me fat I cried like a baby. I remember getting clothes for school and the saleslady directed us to the Chubby Dept. I was so ashamed. Those two or so years the worst of my life and I never got over it. I am very sensitive to overweight people and their feelings.

I lost the weight because I had a big crush on Dennis C. in the dumb class. Sigh.

Pattie Boyd my hero in high school and I did everything I could to look like her.

It was societal disapproval I feared, not my parents or sister. They were all naturally skinny and I never liked that about them!
 


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