Personal Narrative: The Fat Kid

For a great deal of kids, summer is the best time of the year. They can enjoy to the beach, hang out with friends and enjoy their time in the sun. I was always the oddball that felt the opposite. I hated summer. In fact, I used to despise it. From birth to even today, I was always considered the “fat kid” because I was overweight, despite the fact that I never touched junk food or ate excessively. It is just in my genes. I remember being in elementary school and wearing sweaters all year round. Thinking about having to dress in the summer sent chills down my spine. That’s when the bad habit of picking the nail polish off my fingers and other self destructive habits started. Exposing myself in so much as a short sleeved shirt was close to impossible. It felt as though when anyone looked at my bare arms and legs I would crawl even deeper into my own world. It terrified me. But it was my safe place, even if it meant sweat dripping down my forehead as thick fabric embraced every inch of my skin. As a result of my insecurities, I isolated myself, tried to never leave my house and even fell into deep depression at only 13 years old. For …show more content…
I had the confidence to finally get out of my comfort zone and started doing what regular kids do, which seemed impossible the year before. For such a young person, I sure did realize how mature I was. I learned the habit of not complaining about what is wrong and instead getting up to actually fix it. Having experienced this, I learned that my passion was in making a difference in other people's’ lives. I know I am driven to spend the rest of my life doing it. I want my career involving connecting with kids and their feelings of insecurity while pushing them to better their health. If I can overcome depression and lose 100 pounds on my own at the age of 13, I can do