Well, I have to admit that I was hoping today would get better between my last post and this one. However, there was no such luck.
Biggest worst thing about today? My mother is starting her snide little comments and hinting glances about my weight, again. That lovely little look she gives me that says, "Are you sure you want that? Don't you think you're big enough?" How tempting it is to look her in the face and say, "By the way mom, I've lost ten pounds, so bite me!" Of course in her eyes that doesn't matter because I still don't fit the skinny image of me that she has in her mind. Be great if she didn't bring everything wrong with me back to my weight. "Your knee wouldn't hurt if you weren't too fat. Your back wouldn't bother you if it didn't have so much weight on it. Maybe your peers wouldn't tease you so much if you lost a little bit of weight. Maybe you'd be able to keep a date if you didn't weigh more then he does." On and on I want to scream! I want to go in the middle of a public place and scream! Call her out on every single comment, look, everything! Until the cops come and drag us apart. Maybe then she would be able to understand and maybe then she'd be able to let my weight go.
Well that's all I'm going to say on the subject, and I think I'm going to head to bed before anything else goes wrong.
Brianna
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