maybe my sisters story can help, that is if you are afraid of dying. this illness took her life. it destroyed her. not all at once. she suffered for many years because of it. my mother brainwashed us to believe we had to be skinny to be acceptable. no man would ever want us because we were fat she would say, so no wonder my sister believed she had to be skinny to get a husband. she believed having a man in her life would take away all of her problems and make her happy for once. so she starved herself, took laxatives. besides ending up it the hospital frequently with heart problems due to low potassium levels, it got to the point that her intestines could no longer function on their own. food would get stuck in them and rot. she had multiple surgeries to remove parts of her bowels. she walked with a walker she was so weak. so here she was, using a walker, ending up in the hospital once a month, but still on match,com trying to find the love of her life making up profiles of how active she is, telling lie of how she loves to hike and bike when she cant even get out of bed. I would wonder how sick her mind was that she thought she was attractive in her current state. it got to where she couldn't eat many things and had to vaccume pump food out of her stomach through a tube they had inserted and then she couldn't eat solid food at all. her body finally shut down and she died in January. she was trying to gain weight. she had regretted what she had done. but she couldn't fix it at that point. she didn't set out to destroy herself, only to be skinny. she paid a very high price and she never got the payoff. she was never happy. I on the other hand have stayed fat. I have had men in my life. I have friends. I am successful. I have a great job. I have money. I have a much richer life than she ever did. am I missing out on anything because I am not skinny. I don't think so. it is not worth the cost. take care.