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Body Image

I remember being 6 years old in my dance class. My mom walked out of the parent waiting area and offered me some of her Sprite. Two sips in I heard the teacher say from the front of the room, "That's enough. She doesn't need any more sweets." The other girls snickered.  I remember being 8 years old and dreading my parents' friends coming over. Their youngest child was my age and wasn't the nicest kid. One day, out of nowhere, she poked me in the stomach and said, "Boy, I'm glad I'm not chubby."  At 12, the two boys who bullied me, cornered me in the school hallway, got right up in my face and sneered, "Why are you so ugly?"  At 14 years old, my best guy friend told me that he would be interested in dating me if my legs were a little leaner and more defined.  At 16, I decided not to eat doing school hours so I could look like the girls in my Seventeen magazines. At 22 years old, I worked at summer camp (the fittest I h