This morning I was watching a movie on you-tube that really made me think about the way people view "Fat" women. The movie started with the woman trying to zip up her pants, being a little tight she had to hop to make them zip. The pants she put on made her pudge in her lower stomach look even bigger than it really was. She then walked to the fridge that was full of soda, old pizza, cookies and junk food. That was where I got furious. Just because a woman is overweight does not mean she eats crap food like that!
All of my life I have strugged with my weight. As a pre-teen, I will admit I ate terrible things like the movie portrayed, I was a size 16. At my heaviest at the age of 15 I got up to a size 22. I was not happy with myself nor was I eating well or working out or even taking care of myself. I watched my friends in middle school get asked to dance at the school dances and I was over to the side looking at my Crush dancing with one of those "Perfect" girls. That was when I told myself I would be one of them some day.
I tried to lose weight the healthy way by working out and eating right but it wasnt coming off. That's when I got the idea thrown into my head by a boy I liked that maybe I should make myself throw up. That's the start of a lifetime eating disorder that I wish I would never have started. Believing that I was not good enough just because I was "Fat" put me on a downward spiral of my confidence and my self love. Was the weight I lost really worth the lifetime damage to my mind, my body, my heart, my family or the people that actually loved me for me?
