My mom's always been allowing me to eat junky, unhealthy, fatty foods. Sometimes she doesn't even give me a choice. When I was little she'd always let me eat around 3 or 4 full sized candy bars and a liter of soda. I don't put all of the blame on her for me being fat, I could have always started working out with my grandma (she's a health freak.)
Whenever we're in an elevator with neighbors, the first thing she asks me is "what do you want for dinner? How does Taco Bell sound?" It's humiliating sometimes. And now that I'm trying to eat right she keeps trying to feed me food that are more than 400 calories a serving (and these are tiny servings.) I don't think she understands what it's like to be an overweight teen in high school. She was anorexic back then and now she's paranoid I'm gonna do that too. No! She knows about my (ex) friend who was anorexic and how she almost died. I would never starve myself. Never!
I don't think she realizes that I'm taking classes on nutrition, I'm following the food pyramid, I'm drinking the right amount of water, I'm sleeping without sleep-aids, and I have more energy now. I'm old enough to make my own food choices, and I don't need her to keep driving the long way to go somewhere so we pass my favorite restaurant with the chicken that's fried and really good! I need to go to the grocery store with her so she doesn't buy crap. How can I get her to realize I know my body better than she does?
(Wow... I didn't realize how much I typed O.O; Sorry about that...)

