I remember now, I think what really made me start looking at my body was when my mom and I were walking the hallways at the school she taught at and we passed by a window, and she looked at my reflection and said "ugh, you need to suck in your stomach so your pooch doesn't stick out. Like this" and then she told me how to do it. I was 12...and not overweight, but I was in puberty and on my period so I couldn't help that I was bloated. But ever since then I have not liked my reflection. I don't know why I remembered this driving to work today, but I had to write it down.