So I've been a bigger girl all my life and my family hates me for being fat. They never said anything to me in years but when I was younger they would take my clothes, and tell me I shouldn't eat that or this. I was a playful child who wanted to choose what she wanted to and did it. That stopped in fifth grade, when I walked a mile and a half with my friend to another friends house. When I asked my sister to barrow hers for my friend she said no. Then I told my mom that we'd be walking to another friend house. We stayed and talked for a little bit and all three of us walked back. My dad yelled, at me in front of my friend, my sister and her friend. I stopped being playful, and became very quiet. I didn't leave my yard. And once in college I lost a lot of weight, and once I came home everyone was "oh wow look at you". When I was fine the way I was. I like being different than my family. And I mean my aunts, my grandmas, and mostly my mother.