Georgia Davis is a 15 year old girl from South Wales. She currently weighs 462 pounds. In September she is entering a “fat camp” in North Carolina where she hopes to lose 280 pounds. She is going to try to cut her daily caloric intake down from 13,500 to 1200. Thirteen Thousand calories!! I’m sorry, I don’t mean to sound crude, but what the hell is wrong with this child’s parents/guardian/whoever is responsible? Why didn’t they stop buying all those oreos?
And is this picture supposed to be funny? She said her food addiction started at the age of FIVE when her father died. I can understand that I guess, and I could even understand her being so big if it were a medical problem.. but the simple fact is that whoever is responsible for taking care of this child simply did not do their job. Her daily diet consists of a chocolate cake, six bags of chips, a gallon of milk, two loaves of bread, two plates of french fries and Coca cola. She was banned from her school cafeteria for overeating. WTF. Her mother should be slapped.
her mother probably has issues of her own.
Her mother definitely has issues. She must.
Well, I hope “fat camp” can help her. I never knew there was one in NC. I think there is probably more to her eating addiction than just her father dying. I mean, how could a parent let their child turn into that?
Yeah, i don’t know. It’s one thing if she was grown and did this to herself. But her mother allowed this to go on.. and that’s a big problem.
No, her mother should not be slapped. Her mother should be arrested and beaten daily. Whoever lets their child eat SHIT all day does not deserve to be a parent. HOLY CRAP. Poor girl to have her life screwed like that. Hopefully the fat camp helps.
I agree with you 100 percent Julie. Look at all that food. That mother has failed her child.
I agree that the mother has failed. You can’t let five and six year old children dictate the terms of their existence; they have no judgment. it’s incumbent on the parent(s) to guide them and teach them how to eat, how to act, how to dress. I cringe when I see the behavior and wardrobes of some of my eight-year-old daughter’s classmates.