So, I thought I should take a look back in time to give you some insight about what I went through as a child. I am copying an entry from an old diary..
"I got invited to Emma's party today. I'm not going. Chris will be there, and there is no way I'm letting him see me like this. Not with all the other girls looking stunning as usual. I'm 14 years old and weigh almost 15 stone. Is that normal? Mum says i'm okay, but I don't look it. I don't feel it. Everyone else seems to enjoy wearing nice clothes and going to parties; not me. Everyone else seems to get compliments when they get dressed up.. I get things thrown at me and told I look like a beached whale. What kind of a life is this? People say that your teenage years are the best of your life, well I honestly hope this isn't true because if things get worse I don't know how I'll cope."
7 years later, I can look back at that and smile. Because things have got better. I love getting dressed up now, and peole compliment me. The ugly duckling really has grown into a swan.. it's just a shame it's taken this long!