Don Quixote

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I think I've always had problems with portion control.

I don't think I ever stopped eat when I was satisfied, I would wait until I couldn't eat anymore.

After moving schools in the 7th grade I immediately made friends. I walked into class on the first day and a group of kids ran up to me and basically claimed me as their new friend.

One girl, who seemed the most extroverted of them all, was named Garam. Garam and I became friends instantly. We started hanging out after school and having sleepovers, and you could not separate us at school.

I noticed, that whenever I hangout with Garam, we always eat something. Too much.

A more specific time I remember is when we went to giant eagle after school and bought 6 donuts, 3 for each of us.

We sat in her bed and ate the donuts together and remember a deep sense of guilt afterwards.

Perhaps that was when I realized I needed to lose weight. Not long after that I had begun a diet.

I'd skip breakfast, eat an apple for lunch, and whatever my mom made for supper.

I am not at all blaming Garam for my poor eating habits, it is 100% my fault.

My problem is, I either eat too much

Or too little.