At 5 years old the most common words Donna heard were baby fat. She wasn't a fat baby but as she started to grow into a toddler her body weight seemed to be the only thing that was growing. Sure she was getting taller like normal children but she was getting rounder too. As a young child she didn't know anything was different about her but it was obvious that adults around her did. It seemed that the words baby fat were always thrown around when an adult came to see her mother. Still, she was to young to realize that fat was a bad word so it never bothered her.
It really wasn't until kindergarten that she realized she was bigger than most kids. The first time she was called fatty was in kindergarten. Even teachers treated her differently but again she was to young to realize she was being targeted for bullying. Her only knowledge of the word fat was that it was part of being a baby because when she heard the word so far all her life it was with the word baby in front of it. Never sounded like a bad thing to her so it wasn't until probably first grade that she started to notice how mean people were to people that were different.
As Donna got older her weight stabilized. She was eating more normally and instead of being hand fed by her mother, she was eating with her family like normal children. Her mother was never one to pile food on her plate or make her eat everything on her plate, but that was never a problem for Donna. If you put it in front of her, she'd eat it. Still, her mother was careful about portions and Donna's weight soon got to what society would consider normal. She was getting exercise like normal kids and eating normally. Things were also changing for her at school. No kids picked on her anymore. It was almost like she wasn't even there most of the time. She didn't really understand it but at first she didn't let it bother her.
As time went on she along with her peer group were in the school lunch area in middle school. She was able to decide from the selections what she wanted to eat. She always got as much food as she could. She wasn't trying to get fat again. She didn't feel food was for comfort or to help her cope with anything. No, Donna was a happy child. Maybe not the most popular in school but popular enough to have friends. Donna didn't eat for comfort, she ate because she loved to eat. She really loved food and if it tasted good she would eat like this was her last chance to ever have that particular food. At this point food wasn't her friend but what it did was bring her joy.
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