Hey there! So you want to hear about my story? Well, I've got a pretty interesting one for you. My name's Sarah and I'm 30 years old. I've always been a bit on the thin side - like, really thin. People would often comment on how petite I am, which is nice, but also kind of hurtful when I thought about it. See, growing up, my parents were never exactly the healthiest eaters themselves. They'd load me up with all these processed snacks and sugary drinks whenever we went out as a family, and I just kinda...fell into that habit.

I remember always feeling like I was starving, even when I had eaten a full meal. Like, literally couldn't keep anything down for more than a few hours at a time. And my hair would get all stringy and greasy because there just wasn't enough fat to moisturize it properly. But you know what? My parents didn't care about any of that stuff. They just wanted me to shut up and eat already, so they could enjoy their own meals in peace.

As I got older - well, as I grew into my teenage years, really - things started getting a little more...tricky. You see, when you're underweight, your body starts producing all these extra hormones to try and make you fat again. And trust me, those hormones are like nothing else. They make you so hungry all the time! But whenever I tried to eat more than usual (which was pretty often), my stomach would just...shut down on me. Like it'd go into some kind of protective mode or something.

Nowadays? Yeah...well let's just say things haven't gotten a whole lot better. See, after college, I got myself a decent job - but the stress from work? Forget about it! It made my appetite shoot through the roof! And don't even get me started on all those 'treat yourself' snacks we're always told to enjoy in moderation...I mean seriously, who needs moderation?! By this point, though? My body had already pretty much given up on being able to absorb anything I put into it. And so...here I am.

And if you want the whole sad truth? Yeah, my weight has just kept piling on over these past few years. Like 50 pounds here, another 100 there...I've lost count at this point! People say I'm morbidly obese now - which is honestly pretty terrifying when I think about it too much. But hey! At least I can finally eat whatever the heck I want without feeling like I'm starving all the time, right? So yeah, that's my story for you...or at least part of it. What do you say? Want to grab some food with me sometime? Maybe we could even order some extra sides!