Letter
The summer of 2005, I was active young man of the age of seven. Playing with friends was the best way to start my summer in my opinion. Racing down the local street with my best friend wasn’t the highlight I had in mind. My friends peg on his BMX got caught in the rim of my bike. I immediately was airborne from my bike and landed on my right arm. I knew it was broken before my friend even asked me. From that moment, I was startled of going outside because the pain and the fear of injuring something that is unhealable. During this time at home, my parents won’t getting along that well. So my dad started working night shifts while my mom continue to do morning shifts to see each other as little as possible. Before my mom came home, my …show more content…
Even though I told my mom I wasn’t hungry, she told me I needed it to grow. Over the summer, I gained thirty pounds and lost friends. Entering grade three as an overweight kid, with little to no friends was hard on me. With nothing to do after school, I would come to be comfort by what has become the norm for me, food. I would have to eat as much as I could before my parents got home, and that’s when I realized I had the mental illness binge eating. Binge eating is eating a large amount of food in very little time without throwing it up. Not knowing I had a problem at that time, I continued to gain weight over the next year. My parent’s recognized it wasn’t just from lack of exercise but something more serious. They helped me beat my binge eating but the weight was a little more changeling for me. I lost some weight, but not enough to stop the bullying like planned. Couple years later, I gained interest in football for my high school. I tried out for the position I thought I will be able to succeed in, but the coaches thought I would be better suited for a position for lager children. I got injured the first game I played in and wasn’t able to play the rest of the season. Lucky I recover faster than expected, but the season was just
The summer of 2005, I was active young man of the age of seven. Playing with friends was the best way to start my summer in my opinion. Racing down the local street with my best friend wasn’t the highlight I had in mind. My friends peg on his BMX got caught in the rim of my bike. I immediately was airborne from my bike and landed on my right arm. I knew it was broken before my friend even asked me. From that moment, I was startled of going outside because the pain and the fear of injuring something that is unhealable. During this time at home, my parents won’t getting along that well. So my dad started working night shifts while my mom continue to do morning shifts to see each other as little as possible. Before my mom came home, my …show more content…
Even though I told my mom I wasn’t hungry, she told me I needed it to grow. Over the summer, I gained thirty pounds and lost friends. Entering grade three as an overweight kid, with little to no friends was hard on me. With nothing to do after school, I would come to be comfort by what has become the norm for me, food. I would have to eat as much as I could before my parents got home, and that’s when I realized I had the mental illness binge eating. Binge eating is eating a large amount of food in very little time without throwing it up. Not knowing I had a problem at that time, I continued to gain weight over the next year. My parent’s recognized it wasn’t just from lack of exercise but something more serious. They helped me beat my binge eating but the weight was a little more changeling for me. I lost some weight, but not enough to stop the bullying like planned. Couple years later, I gained interest in football for my high school. I tried out for the position I thought I will be able to succeed in, but the coaches thought I would be better suited for a position for lager children. I got injured the first game I played in and wasn’t able to play the rest of the season. Lucky I recover faster than expected, but the season was just