i'm fat. and i want to change it. the stories i'm going to write are a way of therapy for me, because i don't have a therapist. There are a couple of things that motivate me a lot, just in case anyone asks me why i'm doing that :
-Mom
i love my mother, although she doesn't seem to be happy with my looks. I used to be a be a very skinny child until i turned 11, i had to move to my grandma's place. and you know how they are. I wouldn't eat any breakfast before school, or take a sip of milk and call it a day. for lunch, i didn't eat anything unless i was forded to. and dinner was the time i made up for all those skipped meals: I would eat fries, mayo toasts. Basically junk foods. And that didn't do anything good to me at all. I weight 65kg at the age of 12. I definitely gained a shit ton for these two years. then when my mom came to take me back, she was SHOOK, I would fit in her jeans and pants, and she was very unhappy with it. Now i am 15 and all there three years she would call me a fat pig/cow/whatever insult. And that has made me mentally eat myself up. Every single insult makes my self esteem lower and lower.
-my stepsister
she is nearly the same age as me, although so much skinnier. and it was the opposite when we were children🙇🏻 mom and her are A PERFECT DUET that joke about my weight. now at the age of 15 i weight 55 kg and am 175cm tall. but I still consider myself fat🤷🏻♀️
