When I was fat, I was bullied a lot. My self-esteem took a massive beating and it got worse when I ended up in an abusive relationship. My ex-boyfriend used to make me believe that I was ugly, that I didn’t deserve any better, that nobody else would want me and I am so lucky to have him.
He often asked me for money and I later found out that he used my money to go clubbing, and was also seeing one of the dancers at the clubs. When he realised I knew, he started
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I used be really big, or at least I thought I was really big. I hated that I was so much fluffier than my friends and that boys liked them and not me. At that age, getting other people to like me (boys and girls) was of utmost importance and I guess that’s when I did everything I could to lose weight and get smaller. I restricted myself to an apple a day and when I “slipped up” and ate more than that, I resorted to “feeding the toilet bowl”.
It was only when I
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I was severely overweight for most of my life. People would call me a giant, fatass , elephant… All sorts of nasty nicknames. When I hit 15, I made a birthday wish – a commitment to make sure I lose enough weight to be deemed acceptable and normal by society.
I was not doing it for myself for the most part; I was doing it so that society would accept me. And they did. But I was not happy at all. I restricted my diet and cardio excessively.
A little over 2015, I suffered
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A lot of times in the past, I allowed myself to be shaped by the bad incidents that happened to me, resigning to fate about the way I looked. I let people call me names for being skinny, let people bully me because I am smaller in size, let business opportunities go because I feel I’m too young and my family is poor so I shouldn’t take risk.
To be honest. all these don’t matter. I realised that everyone has the power to shape their
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My weight gain started when I was in Secondary 2, the time when junk food, carbonated drinks, sweets and chocolates were my ‘best friends’ and they never left my sight. It became worse when I was 23 because my double chin decided to join in the fun and she became my best friend as well.
About 1.5 years ago, after completing my part-time degree, I finally had the chance and time to get rid of these ‘best friends’. That was when I signed up for memberships at
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