Work In Progress

Apr 30, 2012

I have been fat all my life. There is not a time in my life, that I don't remember being this way. As a baby, I looked like a live version of a Campbell Soup kid, you know the big chubby cheeks, legs, and arms. Life was not easy being fat as a child. I always heard that I would be such a pretty girl if only I would lose some weight.
I tended to insolate myself from people, because it was so much easier not to make them mad or disappoint them, but especially not to get hurt, and if I did get hurt, good old food was there to console me when I needed it.  For so many years I would shove the sweets into my mouth and never think what it was doing to me. I had the appetite of an adult and no one ever thought to say hey that's enough or to tell me to take less and if I was still hungry, I could always have more. I was expected to finish my plate.
The name calling and being made fun of by classmates was one thing, but when your own family does it, it is ten times worse.When  this happens, you begin to stop trusting people and what they say.
Some how I made it through this, but not without doing damage to myself in the process. Over the years I wound up with 24 co-morbidities that led to my life changing surgery. No one should have to go through this, especially as a young child.
I have been on a diet of some sort for most of my life, and now I am in the progress of changing my lifestyle habits for much healthier ones.
This is not a quick fix and no I did not magically become thin overnight, but I am much more aware of my weaknesses and long time bad habits.

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