Eating Disorder
I was asked recently if I could remeber the first time when I started to struggle with food. The answer to that was yes. I remember being asked why I was eating an apple. An apple out of all things I could have grabbed from the kitchen that day. I grabbed a healthy item. Later on I remember asking my mom why would my step-dad ask such things? She came up with excuses like “maybe it was too close to dinner.” Even if it was, there was better ways to approach a young girl in grade school about food. I remember in 2nd grade going to weight watcher meetings with my mom. I remember being told I needed to drink so much water. Day. I did my best in doing so. Until I got that substitute teacher that told me I was drinking too much water. I needed to stop. I tried to explain to them why I needed to drink it. It didn’t matter. Starting in grade school I begin to have massive issues with food. I was already bullied for my weight. Now, let’s add on these two ...