I posted this in AIBU, then thought it might be better in relationships as it is beginning to really affect my relationshp with my mum and sister.
I have always been slender, for the last 10 years my weight has been around 9 and a half to ten stone, and i am 5ft9inches.
In the last 6 months I have taken up walking, started drinking more water, and cut out alcohol during the week days. I have also cut down somewhat on sugar, as i now eat porridge for breakfast and not sugary cereals.
I feel great. My skin is clear, I have tons of energy and feel fitter and stronger. I have a very busy life with 5 young kids and am on the move all day so probably have a pretty high metabolism.
But my weight has also dropped to 9stone, (prob as a result of cutting down on alcohol and sugar) and so I now look very thin, and my face looks very gaunt. I didnt set out to lose weight, but at the same time, I dont want to go back to my old habits, as I felt very sluggish and unfit before. I do eat healthily, big breakfast, sandwich at lunch, and red meat, white meat or fish for dinner along with loads of salad, greens and fruit, and still have my bit of chocolate every night too, and often a scone as a snack in the afternoon if i fancy it.
The problem is my family, particularly my mum and older sister keep on at me about how I have gotten too thin, and they are very worried about me, my sister has even asked me if I might be anorexic or bulimic. I do appreciate their concern, but it is very frustrating constantly having to reassure them that I am not trying to lose weight, or that i have not got an eating disorder. I am a 42 year old woman with a young family, i have no interest in starving myself, i need to eat well and regularily in order to do what I do every day, and find it a bit almost insulting that I would put dieting before my health and family.
I accept that i am underweight, but i do not want to stop exercising and start drinking 2 glasses of wine per night and eating lots of sugary food just in order to put on half a stone and reassure my family. I dont know what to do. It has got to the stage I am avoiding visiting them lately as I feel they are watching what i am eating all the time, and i feel really pressurised by their worry as they have convinced themselves that i am starving myself. Its really upsetting me as I hate to be the source of their worry, yet I know that their worry is unfounded.