A picture of your biggest insecurity
For anyone who grew up as “the fat kid,” you can relate. Especially in junior high and high school, when all you want to do is fit in, it was a mission just to find clothes to fit into. When I was bar mitzvahed at age 13, I could barely squeeze into a size 20 Husky Suit with a 38 inch waist – the largest size they made. At the time, I was about 5’3″ and tipped the scales at 183 lbs. Toss in some coke bottle glasses, a leg brace for years, the obligatory braces & rubber bands, along with the extra pounds and that was not an RSVP for a seat at the cool kids’ table.
I did managed to get into the normal weight category by graduation, but by then, the damage had been done. In the 35 years since I became a teenager, I discovered contacts and the gym. This morning I weighed in 54 lbs lighter then that bar mitzvah boy did…but will I be on the scale next Friday? You betcha….you can take the boy out of the husky department but you can never completely take the shame of having to shop there out of the boy.