All throughout my tween years, I have been verbally abused about my weight. I remember this distinct memory of when I was in grade five and how the guy I had been crushing on made his friend reject me by pointing out that I would never have a chance with my crush because I was fat. From that moment, I became obsessed with my weight. I always dieted, was constantly involved in some type of sports and went to the extremes of becoming anorexic. Fortunately, my worst scenarios have faded, but my problems have not. To this day (I'm nineteen now), I have a big problem with my appearance and always have the need to skip meals or are putting myself down. From my experience, I have gained the knowledge of how bullying can affect a person mentally, as well as physically and refuse to anybody to put somebody down because of a "flaw" that the bully sees. From that, I have lost countless of friends, but gained loyal friendships. I'm glad that I have gained the courage to stand up for the victims and will continue it as long as I shall live.