I am afraid. I realized while writing this how horrible I have managed to treat my body over the years. I am afraid because now that I am aware of this I can start to feel the effects of years of bad eating habits.I’ll tell you, I grew up on fast food. I grew up being fed foods like pizza, hamburgers, steaks and hotdogs everyday of the week. Going to McDonalds, Burger King, Wendy’s almost everyday. I would drink cases of soda every week and eat chips and cheeseballs all day.
No one told me this was bad for you. School didn’t teach me and my parents never did either. I don’t blame my parents. They did what they had to to keep 3 children fed, they both worked multiple jobs to pay the bills and we were left at school or home alone. My dad is from a family of Italian immigrants who grew up in the time where food was hard to come by and was taught not to waste any. My mom and her family are from China and didn’t really understand American culture. They both came to America to find a better life. They didn’t have time to cook and we never got to see them. Unfortunately, our father passed away when I was 10. That made things rough as income cut even more than it was already. My mom had to travel from state to state to find work. She would send money to a friend and have them buy food for us, or order pizza by phone from out of state.
Fast, instant, cheap food made sense.
Eventually, we were evicted from house after house and there were summers where my brother and I only had a loaves of whitebread and ketchup to eat. It was bad. I was sent to live at friend’s houses, a new person’s house every few months. Family’s of varying cultures, religions, and lifestyles. That’s where nutrition first started being taught. There would be dinners with mashed potatoes, greenbeans, rice, chicken, stuff that people actually cooked. Not a frozen tv dinner or pizza and soda. Stuff you actually had to do dishes for. It was alien.
Eventually, by the time I was 13 I decided to quit drinking soda completely. My lifestyle was bad, staying up all night playing video games, drinking soda, eating chips. I was nearly 180 pounds and tired of getting made fun of for being fat. I slowly began to become more wary of what I ate from that point. Not because it was environmentally friendly, but because of health concerns.
To cut a long story short, fast forward to now. I am trying to eat healthier, trying to go to the farmer’s market. I was successful in going a few weeks ago and got some food. It was rather cheap for most items (except the honey, which was about $8 to $12 for a small bottle). I try to stay away from most processed foods, but I still have no idea what to do with vegetables. I’m learning though. As far as health, I only weigh around 150 pounds now, and much more limber than I ever was before, but doctors tell me I have poor blood circulation, maybe a bit high blood pressure from years of a poor diet. Not surprising. Hopefully if I keep being wary of what I eat, things will get better for me health wise.
I’m pretty happy I took this class in the end. It was a real eye opener. Yeah. I really wish I found this out sooner.