From the beginning I was I fat. Okay, from the age of 7…I was fat. My fatness was always viewed as a “problem.” A problem that my parents were very concerned about fixing. Growing up, it seemed being fat was the worst thing that could ever happen to a person. I have memories from the age of 10 of my mother going on diets and asking me to join. I was dragged to Weight Watchers meetings, church diet support groups, and doctor visits…