I'm not exactly a big girl, but I'm not anorexic either.
I overhear my grandfather talking about me a lot. Apparently I need more meat on my bones because I'm grossly underweight. I have a healthy BMI and my doctor is happy with my current weight as I have had issues with being underweight in the past, but never an eating disorder.
They sat me down once to discuss my 'eating disorder' and how they're concerned about my mental health because clearly I hate my size and am trying to starve the weight off.
It's getting bad these days. They check my school bag in the morning to make sure I'm taking food to school and they check it when I get home to make sure I ate it.
Most people get greeted with 'How was your day?' when they come home, the first question I get asked is 'Have you eaten today?'
The other night I was hungry so I went to the kitchen to find something to eat. Nana was happy to see me in the kitchen. She kept asking me questions about what I wanted and such. I finally decided to cook myself some pasta with a creamy tomato sauce. I got congratulated on making food and a pat on the back accompanied with a 'Good work!' when I ate it.
Yeah, I get congratulated on eating.
They're always trying to feed me and make me eat the same food as them, and anyone who knows me knows I'm a really fussy eater.
We went to dinner the other night for their wedding anniversary and when we got home they told me they were happy to see me eating again. I've never stopped eating, I eat a lot more than they'll ever believe.
I wonder if they'll ever be convinced that I don't have an eating disorder, I'm just healthy sized and eat at school/friends houses/take-away places more than at home.
maybe they need to see all the food wrappers in your car under the seats
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