I got reminded today why I am 330lbs at 27.

I'm a 27F at 330lbs from texas. I've always been fat, and today was one of those days where I was remembered why I am this heavy.

Throughout my life I've always helped around on the farm when I could. Being the daughter of a farmer meant being a farm hand, and despite being obese I build up a decent bit of stamina just working. These last few years I've worked by a local bank however, so I've mostly been sitting around. Per chance my dad needed a hand on a day I had off work and soon enough I was helping him shovel the barn clean.

After about five minutes of work, I was out of breath. I was sweating a lot, breathing heavily and ten minutes later my knees were starting to ache. When my dad noticed this, he came up to me and smiled. "Why don't you take it easy princess? Just go back inside and enjoy your day off"

I wanted to refuse but he insisted and honestly, I was pretty sick of it all. When I got back inside and lounged back on the couch, still catching my breath my mother walked in and saw me panting. She went on a rant about how dad asked far too much of me and not much later she came back with some food.

As I was eating and my mother continued to rant a bit on my father. It was then I realized just how odd the scenario was. Here I was too out of shape to work, being excused from work and rewarded with food.

Sometimes I really feel like I was set up to be this fat.