kellierocks
Silver Member
I've been fat all my life.
No, that's not true, of my 6 siblings, I was born the smallest.at 28 years old, i've been teh heaviest since I was 8 years old. That's 20 years too many. I don't know why. My mum said i hated walking home from school. I know i prefered tv and books to games and sports. Maybe it became a cycle,my putting on weight making me want to saty in adn comfort eat. When i was a teenager i used to eat gigantic bowls of cornflakes for supper. I can't remember over eating a lot but I must have.
In a diary from when i was 11, in a notebook i won at school, i write about wanting a pair of jeans and my mum taking me to buy some. It was very hard to get a pair that fit, and of course they had to be turned up. I was fat and short. I started dieting then, always failing.
When i look back, I wonder what kind of person would I have been if I hadn't been fat. Its a scary thought.
Today I'm training for a marathon. i'm still fat, I'm choosing to live life rather than ignore it. Imagine if I could go back to the 11 year old me and tell her about me. Tell her that one day a man will tell her she is beautiful and sexy, that she will be in a job she loves, she will ahve great friends, adn that she is running a marathon. Do you think it would have saved tears adn heartache, and perhaps, stopped the vicious cycle of diet and weight gain?
So what would the older me tell the current me? Imagine if i wasn;t fat now, how would i live my life? In this mindset, I'm going to keep a diary of the next 8 months. Its just for me, but if anyone else wants to help me out or give me advice or just read my ramblings, please do.
And if any of you have 11 year olds who think they are fat, please tell them they are beautiful. often. and mean it.
No, that's not true, of my 6 siblings, I was born the smallest.at 28 years old, i've been teh heaviest since I was 8 years old. That's 20 years too many. I don't know why. My mum said i hated walking home from school. I know i prefered tv and books to games and sports. Maybe it became a cycle,my putting on weight making me want to saty in adn comfort eat. When i was a teenager i used to eat gigantic bowls of cornflakes for supper. I can't remember over eating a lot but I must have.
In a diary from when i was 11, in a notebook i won at school, i write about wanting a pair of jeans and my mum taking me to buy some. It was very hard to get a pair that fit, and of course they had to be turned up. I was fat and short. I started dieting then, always failing.
When i look back, I wonder what kind of person would I have been if I hadn't been fat. Its a scary thought.
Today I'm training for a marathon. i'm still fat, I'm choosing to live life rather than ignore it. Imagine if I could go back to the 11 year old me and tell her about me. Tell her that one day a man will tell her she is beautiful and sexy, that she will be in a job she loves, she will ahve great friends, adn that she is running a marathon. Do you think it would have saved tears adn heartache, and perhaps, stopped the vicious cycle of diet and weight gain?
So what would the older me tell the current me? Imagine if i wasn;t fat now, how would i live my life? In this mindset, I'm going to keep a diary of the next 8 months. Its just for me, but if anyone else wants to help me out or give me advice or just read my ramblings, please do.
And if any of you have 11 year olds who think they are fat, please tell them they are beautiful. often. and mean it.