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Personal Narrative: Homeless And Childhood Obesity

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From a young age, my life has been presented with numerous adversities. Some of these hardships included being homeless, and childhood obesity. My father verbally abused my mother and I resulting in my parents divorcing when I was four. My mother won custody of me and my dad kicked us out of our home. Although by definition I was homeless, I felt that I had a spiritual home through the love my mother displayed for me. Whether it was telling me a goodnight story, or giving me a hug, my mother never let me feel un-loved. When I was nine years old, my mother and I got back on our feet and attained an apartment to call home. Stemming from my low-income background, came the practice of eating unhealthy foods and not excessing. As a result of this

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