If you had the flu and could barely get out of bed, what would you do? Would you go see a doctor? Probably. If you were feeling depressed and could barely get out of bed, what would you do? Would you see a doctor? Maybe.
I was nearing the end of 7th grade when it happened for the first time. I was getting ready for school and glanced at my reflection in the mirror. Something seemed different, so I paused to take a better look. I look fat, I thought to myself.
Something miraculous occurred that day, because my next thought was, No, I'm not fat, this is body dysmorphia. If I felt and looked normal yesterday, there is no way I could suddenly be fat today. I have my 6th grade Health class to thank for that moment.
Since my senior year of high school I’ve tried my best to incorporate healthy choices into my lifestyle. For the most part I’ve been pretty successful in implementing these practices as a permanent part of my daily routine. As a result, I’ve lost a fair amount of weight and everyone, ESPECIALLY mothers, tells me about it.