I understands a mothers need to care for a child, but my mom is rediculous. I am 17 years old, a female, 5'4", and weigh 266lbs. I know I am fat, but I don't mind it. Since I don't watch my weight, I eat whatever I want and I love that. I also love how soft I feel. But my mom is completely the opposite. She tells me mean things about my weight. She told me since I am fat, I will have no friends and nobody will ever love and if I keep eating at this rate, I won't be able to walk in a few years. She also said I will be very ugly, even uglier than now. She should now I have feelings, too. My mom started bothering me with my weight in 9th grade. During 8th grade, my desire for unhealthy food spiked. I stated eating more with larger portions. That eating should in 9th grade when I went from 110 lbs. to 140 lbs. That's when my mom began bugging me. 10th grade is when I really put on weight. On the first day of 10th grade, I weighed 140. On the last day on the last day, I weighed 180 lbs. My mom was even worse then. To make that worse, my weight on the first day of was 180 and on the last day I weighed 236. I am know at 266 lbs. As I said earlier I kind of like being fat. That's why I do everything I do before my mom gets home. Since I live on a private road, have no neighbors for 8 miles and have 7 hours before my mom gets home, I will grab my bikini and go in the pool or tan. Actually, I do everything I do before my mom gets home in either my bikini, crop top, underwear, bellly shirt, you get it. Everything I do I wear one of those. Of course I have to hide most of those and its not easy to fit in ones you wore when you weighed 110 lbs. because I rip through them half the time and I have to dispose of them without getting caught. I also take my car to my local gas station and buy some snacks. I guess this why I got fat. I started this in 8th grade when I take my bike down and used $238 out of my allowance to buy snacks. I did this twice a week. Since my mom has a lot of money, I had a larger allowance, which got me larger amounts of candy, which gave me a larger body, which makes my mom a larger jerk. Sometimes, I want move away for a few years, get as fat as possible, then come back to make my mom angry. Please tell me why she is so mean.