This is my story. I’m sixteen years old, and I am a dancer. I am sick of every time I look in the mirror being disappointed with what I see, so I decided to change it. I find it helps to talk about it, so thus, the blog.
My problems with food started when I was thirteen. My parents would argue during dinner time, stressing me out, and making me eat more. I got chubby. I didn’t know what to do, so I didn’t do anything. Besides eat more.
Here we are, three years later, and if anything, the fighting has escalated to total control of my life, and making me very dependent on food. Which is why I am finally making the choice to get healthy. No matter what it takes.