I was made to feel shame simply because I was a growing, maturing, and changing person.
It's like people only think of me as an alien or a strange creature.
It really hurt me because it was my own father who said this.
I was scary underweight because of one dumb comment from a guy I thought I liked.
"[They said] something like 'Wow, you really have an appetite,' and it felt really, really bad. I went to an all-girls high school, so my high school years were pretty body-positive. But the person who said it was a guy at college. It made me feel so self-conscious. And I wanted so badly to seem attractive that I stopped eating for a while and lost the 'freshman 20' instead of gaining the 'freshman 15.' I was scary underweight because of one dumb comment from a guy I thought I liked."
I am still frequently praised for avoiding food.
I don't think I realized until I was an adult how much that shaped my ideas around my body.
I never forgot my first pediatrician.
We hadn't seen each other in months and those were the first words out of his mouth.
It made me feel isolated — like crap, honestly.
I still struggle with accepting how others perceive me.
It definitely made me feel crappy!
I [felt] as though I was a bad person or that I let her down.
I still remember and I am almost 40.
It made me feel terrible — guilty, worthless, resentful.