You know, sometimes there are people who are heavier and genetics play a big part in this. I am one of those people. I am built like my two grandmothers and my father. I was put on my first weight loss diet under a doctor's care when I was in fifth grade. I actually wasn't that big but my mother was tiny so she took me to the doctor. I weighed 85 pounds but you see, my mother only weighed only 105 pounds so she thought I should fit into her mold, too. Well, obviously I didn't. I had enough carrot sticks and celery that I started to hop instead of walk. I was given measured out, totally nutritious meals by Mom but still ended up on diet pills under a doctor's care by seventh grade.
My weight continued to increase but yet I was on the school tennis team and softball team. I did a lot of swimming in the summer, too, so I was not sitting in front of the TV stuffing my face.
I lost about 10 pounds my senior year because I finally got my period but yet was still 163 pounds when I headed off to college. By this time Twiggy, the model, was who you wanted to look like. So I starved myself. I lived on one small can of a product called Metracal a day. A can had a whopping 225 calories in it! That's all I had a day...225 calories....plus I drank hot, unsweetened, uncreamed tea to keep me awake. I attended Ohio University, in the foothills of the Appalachian Mountains, and there were a lot of hills to walk up and down to get to classes. I walked miles a day while only taking in 225 calories a day. At the end of nine months, I only lost 45 pounds! I was a size 12 even though I weighed only 118 pounds. That was because of my bone structure.
I met my future husband and when I got married, I had a size 16 wedding gown that had to have the seams let out a little. Obviously, my husband didn't marry me for my body!
When I was 42 years old I was hospitalized for five weeks. I was terribly sick, needed four blood transfusions, and was given only 2 popsicles a day and IV for three of those five weeks and then was put on parental feeding until after surgery. I had my colon removed and the average colon weighs about 4 pounds, but yet after all this I only lost 15 pounds. Now that's crazy but that's how my body is. I know people that would have lost 40+ pounds under those same circumstances.
I developed diabetes when I was 45 years old but wasn't the least bit surprised. I would have had diabetes if I weighed 100 pounds because of all the genetics involved. My father, my grandfather, my brother, and my aunt all were diabetics so I was waiting for it to happen...and it did. Because of my family history I was checked with each pregnancy for diabetes but it didn't hit until after I had my children. I watch what I eat and have kept my blood sugar numbers in the "normal" range for twenty years but I'm still overweight.
about seven years ago I lost 85 pounds by watching my carbohydrates and that was good and I'm managed to keep it off, too. I would love to lose about 20 more pounds but it isn't happening. Yes, I'm still overweight but I do like myself. I don't care what other people think anymore. I have tried all my life to have that model figure and it never happened and it certainly isn't going to happen now that I'm 65 years old.
My weight really hasn't affected my health that much either. I have a strong heart, lungs, kidneys, liver, and my blood work is very good. My diabetes stayed at the same levels even after I lost the 85 pounds. I still have Crohn's disease, my fibro remained about the same except I will add I was able to walk a lot easier so I could start my walking program. Due to my surgery, I can't lift anything over 20 pounds without hurting myself. Now I have ankylosing spondylitis and that limits me, too. I think you are getting the picture.
My writing this is to illustrate that you can't look at a person and judge them. You have not lived in their body, dealt with their possible illnesses, life problems, etc. You just need to do what you think is best for you and what helps you. We definitely are not all alike and Chris did mention this at the start of this thread. But just because a person has more weight on them does't mean they aren't trying or are just stuffing their faces. Also, depression can play into this. I don't usually suffer from that but I have when my husband died suddenly. Yes, I did eat all the wrong things because I just didn't care at that time. I didn't want to even be here anymore. But, thank God, I snapped out of it, with the help of grief therapy, and became a functioning adult again.
So, yes, I do think most people would try to help themselves if they could and if their mindset would allow them to function better. I also think many ARE trying even though their bodies don't show it! I know I have but yet I'm still overweight and I'm quite sure I always will be.
Sherrine