When I gotten fat as an eight year old, my mother tried putting me on a diet to lose weight. My mother and sister were on the slender side; while I became the fat one in the family. My mother would say that you’re getting fat like both of my aunts were. My sister would call me “fatty” . My other relatives would pat my round belly; stating that I’ve been eating a lot.

When I was around seven years old, I wanted to become fat just like my two aunts were. When school ended for the summer, I began my journey of becoming fat. By the time school started, I was a chubby third grader. I outweighed my older, slender sister.

When I began getting fat at eight years old. I had to get new clothes every other month because I was gaining weight.

Same here

I been fat for just about my whole life. Only to lose some weight. I wasn’t satisfied with the weight loss; only to regain the weight and then some. I went from chubby girl, fat tween, in between and now fat woman.

When I was a fat tween around twelve years old; putting on a pair of jeans around the hips and waist was snug. I couldn’t button my jeans around my belly; so what I did was let my belly hang over the jeans. My sister told me that I look like the belly bucking competitors on the show Real People. When I walked my belly would jiggle. Anyway, I was a junior Belly Bucker.

My colleague who is a little heavier than I am; broken two office chairs on the job. The foldable camping chairs, I bent one chair and the other chair I broke one; due to the weight capacity.

When I was a child, I wanted to be fat just like my two aunts were. I admired their large size bodies and their large bellies and their confidence on being on the large size. I started getting chubby when I was eight years old. By the time I started back to school in the fall, I was already fat.

I doubled my size; outweighing my older sister. She would poke my belly and I would bump her with my belly. My mother would try to put me on a diet to lose weight or send me to fat camp. I couldn’t stick to a diet long enough; but, going to fat camp was much more fun.

My snacks at my desk are usually chips, cookies and cupcakes.

There wasn’t a warning sign . I developed a fat fetish when I was a child. Watching Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory when Violet Beauregard turned into a blueberry. I started getting fat when I was eight years old. My older sister was the slender one; while I became the fat younger sister.