The Madness Of Obesity Acceptance

We are doing more harm to ourselves and our kids

The health risks of obesity

I was the proverbial fat kid growing up.

I wanted to get that out of the way so I don’t seem insensitive for a lack of understanding and empathy.

Being overweight, or in my case, obese, is something I know all too well.

Part of me will always be the fat kid, and I’m sure others who grew up overweight would say the same — even if they’ve lost the weight in adulthood.

It’s a crushing blow on your budding self-esteem that leaves a permanent mark.

Growing up overweight leaves an indelible impression on a child that never goes away completely.

I haven’t been obese since I was 17 years old — but it’s still with me. That’s my motivation for writing this.

I was teased relentlessly in school by the boys, left out of social activities, and overlooked by the girls.

I loved playing sports, but the heavier I got the less I was picked for the team — and the less I wanted to participate.