Childhood memories of being fat.
So I've always been on the heavier side, I was a pretty heavy kid, obese pre-teen, and a severely obese teenager. I honestly partially blame my parents. Good old fashioned "eat all the food on your plate" kind of folk, and of course, they had to over portion my food growing up, so of course I ended up learning to overeat, and as my stomach got bigger, it took more food to make me feel "full", and to me "full" meant over-full, I didn't learn until I was an adult what the feeling of full really is, which is truly sad, in my opinion. They weren't the worst parents in the world, they just didn't seem to notice that when I was 8, something should have been done about my weight, then... but, no, now it's my problem, and guess what? I'm taking care of it, educating myself the way they should have educated me about food. Though, what can I expect from a woman who doesn't allow her child to eat a whole banana because it's a "fatty" fruit, with only 0.39g of fat, lol, but let's her have toast with the 1/2 of a banana.... *sighs*.
One thing that will always stick with me about my weight is the cruel names I was called at school and at home because of it. I will always be emotionally scared by the kids yelling "earthquake" as I walked by, or my own father calling me "wide load", but still to this day says he never made fun of my weight (that's right dad, you were too drunk to remember saying it!). Though, hopefully I will heal in this journey, as food becomes my friend instead of my enemy.
Pictures below are me as a child, from 3 or 4 to 8.
Then age 15 and now.