Throughout my whole school life I was picked on about my height and [mostly] weight.  I was always bigger and taller then everyone else.  I had no real friends until I got to 8th grade. I stole and gave people in my school money because I thought it would make them like me.  I was called names, avoided, laughed at, robbed not for money but for spite and sometimes physically attacked.   I turned to food more for comfort and became really over weight.  High school became a little better I gained more friends and [some] people learned how childish it was to be mean. I turned to men more to tell me I was beautiful and ended up a young mother. I will always carry the scars with me from my younger years. I am 22 and a mother of a toddler and a nephew.  I refuse to let them" just deal with it" like I did.  I am taking a stand!