Below are photos of me from when I was a kid(esque). I am going to make a few captions. This is where it started.
I guess, upon reflection, I wasn’t as horrible as I thought I was back then or as horrible as I was told I was. If you ridicule and fat shame your child – if you mark the soda bottles and count the cookies and punish them for being hungry after school without providing them alternatives – you are damaging your child. Just saying.
I guess I have decided that old, virtually unrecognizable pictures of me are okay.