I have been overweight for most of my life. I remember when I was an adolescent, I couldn’t fit into regular jeans. We had to get the 14+ size, which was the “chunky kid” version of a regular 14. I remember that so vividly. I also remember riding the bus in middle school and having one of my supposed “friends” tell me “You are fat! Look at your stomach!” I will never forget when that boy said that. It destroyed me. Sure, I thought I was a little chunky but that word… “fat”… absolutely made me feel like a piece of chewy steak that I regularly spit out. I remember…