Since the 1st grade up until beginning of 10th grade, I have been bullied for my weight. It all started when Ms. Clark gathered the entire class together, lined us up, and weighed us to find out who the fattest kid in the class was. I was the fattest girl. Since then, I has been made fun of for my weight up until I moved to Ottawa in grade 7. But, the bullying continued. Boys called me whale, made whale noises, and rumour went around that I have thunder thighs. In the 8th grade, I starved myself until I past out in the shower. I realize I need to eat. How will I see progress? Well, it finally hit me that in order to see change, I need to make an effort. I will never know what's it's like to look in the mirror and call myself beautiful, but I will sure as hell work my ass off to try.