Diary of a Chubby Kid
Warning....the disclaimer on this post is that it's a little emotionally charged....so read on at your own risk. All my life I have been obsessed with weight. Sometimes I have been overweight, sometimes I have been underweight. There have been times when I have used food to medicate myself, times where I just ate too much because the food was SO good and it made me happy. There have been times where I have eaten too little, if at all, and times where I have been harmful to myself all in the name of weight. I'm tired of it. See, I was a chubby kid. Not huge and roly poly, but big enough that I stood out. I wasn't the skinny girl with blonde hair that everyone wanted to be like, I was the tall, chubby girl with glasses and not so great brown hair. I was smart. I was nice. I had a lot of friends, but I was still the chubby girl. I remember the first time someone made fun of me for that. I was in Mrs. Madden's first gra...