For real, my mom's one of them and my whole life it's been a detriment. She couldn't play with me when I was a kid like my dad did and blamed it on her age (she was 40 when I was born), but the extra 80-100 pounds were probably it. Most people in their 40's can still run and keep up with an 8 year old. She had me on the same diet as herself, which basically turned me into the moon to her planet and made my life suck until junior year in high-school when I finally realized what was happening and lost weight myself. Despite finally taking care of myself, I will have stretch marks my whole life because of her poor parenting, and may god have mercy on the souls of the children who make young me look small. We went to Yosemite when I was 9 and anytime we had to hike it sucked because she was so out of shape and slow, and the times we went to theme parks were lame because she had to stop and rest so much just from walking around a few hours, and we always left a few hours before the parks closed because she was tired. There were lots of other big things, but it also extends to normal life, with things as simple as grocery shopping, where my legs actually cramp from having to walk at her pace, and the times when she used the scooter (in her fucking 50's) were really embarrassing. All the lurking hams who just want to report on us to the mother base at tumblr are constantly reading these comments (and I'm not even being hateful, just sharing my experiences) are gonna label all of us as unint  6fa5  elligent trolls instead of seeing something heartfelt, meaningful, and painful like being raised by a ham and taking it to heart that that's what they're doing to their own children. Also, all of this and she'd be considered a small fat by some of the monsters out there (5'8 and 220-260 at most times).