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I was always very skinny until recently. Financially I couldn't afford to eat more than a meal a day at best, so skipping meals was kind of the point.
A few years ago my situation got better and without even realizing it I jumped from 115 to 145 in a matter of a few months just from eating 3 relatively healthy meals a day.
My problem now is I can't stop eating all the time.
That's funny, I was about 115 (5'9" female) after recovering and the first time I had someone feeding me thrice a day was at school in England during a year abroad when I was about 20. I did balloon to a healthy 140ish (ten stone, as they put it) which kinda panicked me but then dropped back in my 20s because poor, and never had extra food. It never bothered me being skinny at all, I preferred it for looks but it wrecked my bone mass. Now I am mid 50s and 150lb - that is with eating what I want, and working out heavier, and even though it's a healthy size and I'm so much stronger and technically more conventionally beautiful proportions, it bothers me, still feel attached to being skinny. Oh well. I guess nobody is entirely satisfied with their body.