I was bullied some in middle school,called fat a whole lot by the group of "preps". It was sad because I was friends with one of them for a little bit before it happened. U was still short then about 5'5 or so and it was right before I hit my growth spurt. Im now 5'8.
I was chunky definitely an awkward size during that time and I ate a lot at home. My mom would call me fat, tell me to stop eating so much and tell me there's no way I was still hungry after eating whatever I had that day. So not only was I being called fat at school by people who I used to hang out with I was also being called fat at home.
So yea I developed a slight eating disorder. I never really had to go to the hospital but I would go days without eating. I developed a very unhealthy body image and it kinda followed me through adulthood for quite a while. Living with my mom never really helped because I always felt she was judging my body. At my unhealthiest weight of about 125 my mom always said I looked good but in reality I was very sick.
I ended up having to work with one of the main girls from middle school who always picked on me when I got older. She sensed I had a problem with her and she asked me why. I told her that her and her friends used to call me fat and picked on me and how I had had eating problems ever since. She didn't even remember and apologized. I'm pretty sure it made her feel terrible because she was always nice to me after that.
So now I'm 26 I no longer live with my mom so I don't have her judging my body. I am no longer obsessed with food and label ingredients. I eat what I want when I want and man does it feel great. I cook often and I've learned to love food instead of to hate it and obsess over it. I weigh more than ive ever weighed and I rarely ever get sick. Before I was sick every three months or so.
I've just joined a gym and am starting to work out. I still have a very messed up body image but I really have learned to accept me for me. I had so many guys hit on me when I was stick thin. It was completely stupid. Now I'm healthy and just trying to find a guy who loves me for me and not just a stick thin body. curves are nice gotta have some handles
haha anyways that's my story. I didn't commit suicide although I became very depressed and suicidal and had issues with cutting. I'm very happy to say that I'm healthy and alive and proud to be me and to tell my story. Maybe this will stop others from being mean and from being a bully. All it takes is one person to step in and to stand up and say something isn't right to save someone's life.