RockerGirl1
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Im Donna, 19, Female, 5ft 9ins and 3 pounds off 19 stone.
Ever since I was little I remeber being bigger, height and weight wise, than everyone else. My mum always used to say things like: "You cant help being bigger, you dont have a thyroid, its a side effect." I suppose I used that as an excuse as I got older, Slowly devouring more and more packets of savoury snacks and chocolate always using the same excuse. My nan and Grandad always used to buy me bucket-fulls of sweet things which I would relish.
When my Grandfather died I seemed to double the amount of food I was eating, seeing it as a comfort, as my friend. Of course I had friends at school, but I was always aware I was the bigger one. At secondary School it got worse, I was teased, called the inevitable names. Then i would go home, and once again turn to food. Yes I would do P.E, but as I was getting bigger I was less keen to change infront of the other girls in the changing room. So I wouild skip lessons to avoid it, meaning I was getting even less Exercise.Turning to my old friend food,
Probably around year 9, I started at Slimming World, regularly attending and the pounds dropped off. I lost just over 2 and a half stone, I was so proud, especially when people would comment how well I looked, and that they had noticed my weight loss that I had worked so hard for.
I remember in year 10, getting a phone call from my best friends parents that she has been put into a psychiatric care home because she had been bullied, like me because of her weight which had caused her to self harm and become suicidal. That was what had proved to be my down fall. All the good habits I had learned went out of the window and I started to eat more and more, turning to my old pal food again, partly out of lonliness. I started getting bigger and noticed that I was getting strech marks, which horrified me, but didnt stop me eating for 3.
Now im at College. A new one actually as I decided the route I wanted to go down at my previous one wasnt for me. So now Im doing an NVQ Level 2 in Catering, and finding it harder than ever to fight off my food demons as we are encouraged to taste everything we produce before its sent out to service. The first time I saw myself in my chef whites I wanted to cry as I have always stuck to black and baggy to hide in... But now, everything is white, and although its not baggy, it shows off exactly how I look, and exactly how much bigger than everyone else I am. Things are going to change!
So here is to no longer being the biggest girl in the group!
Wish me luck!
Ever since I was little I remeber being bigger, height and weight wise, than everyone else. My mum always used to say things like: "You cant help being bigger, you dont have a thyroid, its a side effect." I suppose I used that as an excuse as I got older, Slowly devouring more and more packets of savoury snacks and chocolate always using the same excuse. My nan and Grandad always used to buy me bucket-fulls of sweet things which I would relish.
When my Grandfather died I seemed to double the amount of food I was eating, seeing it as a comfort, as my friend. Of course I had friends at school, but I was always aware I was the bigger one. At secondary School it got worse, I was teased, called the inevitable names. Then i would go home, and once again turn to food. Yes I would do P.E, but as I was getting bigger I was less keen to change infront of the other girls in the changing room. So I wouild skip lessons to avoid it, meaning I was getting even less Exercise.Turning to my old friend food,
Probably around year 9, I started at Slimming World, regularly attending and the pounds dropped off. I lost just over 2 and a half stone, I was so proud, especially when people would comment how well I looked, and that they had noticed my weight loss that I had worked so hard for.
I remember in year 10, getting a phone call from my best friends parents that she has been put into a psychiatric care home because she had been bullied, like me because of her weight which had caused her to self harm and become suicidal. That was what had proved to be my down fall. All the good habits I had learned went out of the window and I started to eat more and more, turning to my old pal food again, partly out of lonliness. I started getting bigger and noticed that I was getting strech marks, which horrified me, but didnt stop me eating for 3.
Now im at College. A new one actually as I decided the route I wanted to go down at my previous one wasnt for me. So now Im doing an NVQ Level 2 in Catering, and finding it harder than ever to fight off my food demons as we are encouraged to taste everything we produce before its sent out to service. The first time I saw myself in my chef whites I wanted to cry as I have always stuck to black and baggy to hide in... But now, everything is white, and although its not baggy, it shows off exactly how I look, and exactly how much bigger than everyone else I am. Things are going to change!
So here is to no longer being the biggest girl in the group!
Wish me luck!
now do it for yourself!