Grade school was hard. I was always trying to ignore comments about my weight. They came from the school nurse, my family, my friends. So I spent most of my childhood pretty sad trying to ignore the comments and turned to food for comfort.
Middle school came. People still talked but I became really good at ignoring comments and even advise for keeping my weight under control because I was tired of being teased. 7th grade I must have passed the 200lb marker.
High school. Everyone knew me as the nice bigger girl. I had a sister who was a year older. She was really athletic and I had to ignore more people when they made comments like "Oh this sister is this way, what happened with her?" I weighed myself and analyzed my habits in my sophmore year and was not happy and decided to change. I lost 30 pounds. Things were going good and then the gym I had a membership to went out of business. It got hard to get back into that groove. I gained about 20 pounds back.
2 years of University. I struggled but kept my weight at a maintenance. My self esteem plummeted because I was not having my ideal experience at school. My weight yo-yoed but i never really gained too much.
The summer between colleges. Gained 30 pounds. Just that summer. I wasn't sure about my decision to switch colleged, and I was leaving all my new friends behind. I was working in a concession stand 3-4 days a week.
August 2013. I started at a new college and fell in love with my program of study. Living alone really helped me take full responsibility for my eating habits. I lost weight with diet at first and then added kickboxing and really enjoyed it.
August 2014. I stepped on the scale and realized I had lost over 40 pounds over the past year. My mood and confidence was amazing.
Now. I'm kind of floundering again trying to get back into eating healthy and limiting my portion controls again. This time will be different. I will stay aware of what I am doing to my body and press on. Maintain or lose.