Note: this is the fourth post in my Fat Camp Follies series. To see them all, visit here.
I went to Fat Camp during the pre-American Idol days. Hansen were still tiny boys singing “MMM Bop” and Britney Spears and N’Sync were just about the biggest things in the universe to a teenager. Growing up, I [...]
After all the kum-ba-ya ceremonies of the first week, my hormonal teenage personality began to unleash itself. This community of big kids (and some not so big kids) was like a warm hug embracing me from all the jackasses of my youth. Here, people understood what it was like to be teased and riddled with [...]
Note: This is post 2 of 10 in my Fat Camp Follies series. Click here for post 1: Why Fat Camp?
OMG, I was going to Cali! Woot! This was back in the day of Tupac’s “California Love“, and man was I excited. (“Welcome everybody to the wild wild west!”) My mom and I shopped for [...]
Why fat camp?
The obvious answer to this question is, “um, because I was fat.” But that doesn’t help much I suppose.
My freshman year was rough for me. Hormones, high school and depression- woo hoo! Not fun. I was put on Paxil and gained a good chunk of weight. I was very, very unhappy (suicidal), even [...]
