I saw this on facebook this week and it got me thinking… I’ve always been ‘the fat one’, I can’t remember a time when I didn’t feel fat and felt that people saw me as fat and judged me for it.
Don’t get me wrong, I know I am fat. I know I eat too much and do too little but I also feel that a major factor in my steady increase in size is linked to the way I have been viewed by others over the years.
To illustrate this here are a few photos of me:
Me aged about six. I recall being the fat girl in class and having to visit a dietitian about my weight.
Me aged about thirteen on our first ‘proper’ holiday. I felt HUGE.
Me getting ready for my 18th birthday night out. I recall feeling so frumpy and chunky compared to my friends…
Twenty two years on from that photo, I would LOVE to look like that! Maybe, one day, I’ll look like that again…