I am totally ok with my weight, yet my family down me about it every chance they get. It really hurts me because they call me names thinking it will give me the incentive to get up and lose the weight. Yet it does the oppisite. I wish they could understand how it makes me feel. I try to tell them but they dont want to listen. My husband is my only support right now and i love him so much for that, but it just isnt enough to take away the pain my family causes me.
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