I recall vividly staring into the mirror at myself in utter disgust thinking, “How have I let myself go this much”. The reality of my actions weighed on me like a ton of bricks and at that moment I realized I needed to change. I was depressed and hated what I had done to myself. Although I believed there was no way I could overcome this challenge, I did, and accomplishing this feat built me into the person I am today. Throughout my early years, I was always known as “the big kid”. When I was younger, I never fully understood the extent of this title given to me. The first instance I remember thinking of my weight was at the elementary school graduation pool party. I was thrilled for this pool party, but once I arrived those feelings diminished. …show more content…
I sat in my new, unfamiliar environment wondering why nobody ever wanted to talk to me. Why did I get stared at when walking into a room? This led to me becoming quiet and cut off from my classmates. As the years went on I became more lonely and isolated all leading up to the COVID pandemic. When the virus struck, I had never been more lonely and my weight had never been worse. As I sat alone in my room for days on end, I felt that something needed to change. If I continued on this path I would live my life alone and afraid to talk to anyone, so I did something about it. When the lockdown finally concluded I, with the help of my mom, started a diet and went on walks daily. Eventually, those walks turned into gym visits and I even joined the football team at my new high school. Over numerous months I had watched my weight drop dramatically and I had never felt better about myself. My self-confidence grew and I was able to walk around comfortably in my own skin, not thinking about what other people would think of me. This massive obstacle in my life taught me to prioritize both my mental and physical health and to love myself no matter
The author brings in the mental health aspect and talks about the ridicule that is a part of a heavy person’s life regularly. She notes that people will make rude comments, or comment about what they have in their grocery cart at the store. She states that people are not that into getting medical help by reason of a doctor almost always attributing health issues to the fact a person is fat. She talks about how she has tried so many times to lose weight, but she realized that she needed to just make peace with her body. Spake and Worley disagree on how people should handle their addiction.
Every morning as I start my day, I am obligated to step on the scale and weigh myself whether I want to or not. Reason being, I must ensure that I am not accumulating fluid from congestive heart failure. There are days where I can gain anywhere from five to ten pounds, if I am uncareful, in turn that takes a toll on my self-image regarding my weight even though it is fluid weight. Growing up, I never had major issues regarding my weight. I was active in sports, clubs and always outdoors. It was not until after I had a child, that I began having major issues and had to do a life style change to save my life.
Suddenly, my sanctuary took a complete turn when I began to receive negative comments on my personal photos. The struggle I had has extended to both online and at home. This caused me to spiral to a minor depression, along with acquiring an eating disorder and outrageous diet regimens. At the peak of my depression, I began to realize my worth and decided to change my life for the better. I started by reading inspirational fitness blogs and engaging in workout videos off of YouTube.
I began to go to therapy, I found healthy patterns of taking care of myself, safe ways to take risks, I found communities I belonged in, and the list could go on. After therapy had gone on for awhile, my psychologist and I found it in my best interest to have a psychiatric support/service animal, which soon after she advised and I garnered all the paperwork necessary to have her with me wherever I may wish or need, I did. If you're wondering if I named her what you're thinking, you bet I did, her name is Kuroi. Adopting Kuroi was the biggest positive change in my life, I noticed after that living with depression, with anxiety, with bipolar disorder, with this long list of problems going on inside my mind constantly, that life isn't so awful all the
I was so ashamed of my physical appearance and nostalgic of my senior year of high school, that I isolated myself from the majority of the people I’d met. I started binge watching Netflix in my dorm room, making frequent trips to a nearby dermatologist and crying to my mom and friends from home about how I hated school and wanted to transfer ASAP. I was cold, lonely and ugly. I couldn’t wait for winter break so I could forget about my sucky dorm and lack of college friends for a while.
"At the foot of the cross, where I am made complete. You have given me life through the death, you have bore for me. And you have won my heart." - Kathryn Scott
I spent the next few years stuck in a dismal abyss waiting for something to change. Then something did. I was finally old enough to get a job asking people if they wanted fries with their order. I made just enough money to purchase my own medication and the little that I had left over I spent buying books. For the first time in a long time my mind was quiet and I was able to focus. I was starting to enjoy quiet time reading books. I started with the books I avoided from elementary school and eventually worked my way up. My vocabulary was slowly growing
When Growing up as a kid, adults had always told me, “ enjoy your childhood as it lasts”. Of course at those moments I really just shrugged off their suggestions and started living life while thinking about the future and the things I would accomplish. Just this recent summer It’s safe to say that it has been the most engrossed summer vacation I have ever experienced, yet I have learned quite a bit. This summer I have been involved with the school play, working, and traveling . As the days passed, I soon had a epiphany that I was moving a bit closer to adulthood. It seemed as if I barely had anytime to hang out with my friends, as they had jobs of their own . Even If my group of friends had little time to get together, I still learned a
Growing up for me some would say it was rather difficult and in some ways I would agree. There have been a lot of rough times that I have been through. This has and will affect my life for the rest of my life. The leading up to adoption, adoption and after adoption are the reasons my life were difficult.
“I flushed the toilet, washed my face and hands, rinsed my mouth out, and spritzed Binaca on my tongue. I have to stop this. I have to get control over myself! I have to change! My desperation was practically palpable.” (Supplee 79) Rosemary finally realized that people love her for who she is - not about her weight or the number that glares off the metal screen. She faced her biggest insecurity and turned it around by promising to change. Rosemary wanted to change how she interacted and opened up with people. For example, instead of hiding in the bathroom and throwing up everything she ate, she made new friends and ate healthy meals with them. It wasn’t just about losing weight because it was about revealing who she really was. I also changed drastically over the past year. I learned to accept the measuring tape, not hate it. Now, I proudly embrace my height and my small figure. There are a lot of advantages of being short, and the sports I play reflect that. Cheerleading and figure skating are two sports where being small is favorable. I learned that I can be small and athletic at the same time. Now, I am not afraid to voice my opinions, and the tape measure helped me realize that I do not have to look a certain way to be accepted in society. My insecurity made me the person I am today, and the scale had the same effect on
Navigating through the city with a bus pass, during the hot summer weather, and having little to no idea about where to go, taught me about endurance. I also discovered that everyone had relevant information that could potentially be useful to me. Moreover, I learned to advocate for myself in order not to starve. I went to the food banks near my school, where they provided me with a decent meal. I also went to several churches, where they that gave dinner to the homeless. With gratefulness I enjoyed every meal that was given to me by generous
Tie to Audience: Weight loss has always been a popular trend in society, whether it being for health reasons or just for self-image satisfaction. For instance I’m sure at one point you have thought about your weight in a negative or positive way. Maybe there has been a time where you have really put some thought into the way you look and decided you weren’t happy
Recidivism Introduction An analysis of the recidivism issue among prisoners in the United States may perhaps demonstrate the effectiveness or failure of the Criminal Justice System. Recidivism among criminal offenders is a major issue faced by authorities and society in general. According to the National Institute of Justice (NIJ, 2014, p.1), recidivism can be defined as “person’s relapse into criminal behavior, often after the person receives sanctions or undergoes intervention for a previous crime”. In other words, the term recidivism refers to the fact that some offenders choose to engage in criminal activities after being released from non-custodial sanctions or imprisonment for previously committing a crime. Due to overpopulation issues
I have also had hardships related to my weight. Growing up, my mom has always looked at herself in the mirror telling me that she needed to lose weight. To me, my mom was the most beautiful woman in the world, and I could not pinpoint the reason why she was so unsatisfied with her body. As I grew older I had many insecurities myself, along with being short, I thought that I needed to lose weight too. My brother and I also would always get into arguments, and he would always end up calling me fat. As much as I wanted to believe that he was joking; a part of me started believing. As I walked down the street, I would see billboards of flawless looking models modeling clothing on them and telling myself that I ...
Inevitably, there was a negative phase that I was only able to overcome with the help of physicians, counselors, and the relationships I had formed with my loved ones. This journey has been one of acceptance, self-evaluation, and growth. It would have not been possible without