Like, haven’t I suffered enough public humiliation in my life???? Was living for 18 ¾ years with my father not enough???
Like, I get it, I’m fat. I know. You know. Everyone knows. It’s no fucking secret. Is the secret here why fat people are fat? That we eat too much, eat the wrong things, don’t exercise, or don’t eat in a metabolism boosting manner?
And you’re going to call me out on it in front of the other 2 skinny roommates? Who are also men, which makes me about 10,000x more uncomfortable?
You always claim to be body positive, but like… Being legitimately mad at me for not making the same good healthy eating choices as you, a thinner person, is kind of. Not. Body positive.
And it frankly makes me not want to be around you. And it makes me want to cut myself. And it makes me feel like I’m living with my mom again. Always hearing “That’s so bad for you!” “You are NOT eating that! Really?? Noooo!” Like? Fuck off? I’m an adult it’s not like you paid for this food.
You always have something to say about how I live or what I do no matter what and I just don’t like it it draws unwanted attention to me and it makes me feel absolutely horrible and worthless and like shit and it makes me want to cut myself and die and never leave this room.
I thought the point of moving out was to improve my mental health and get my life together?
When I first got here you said that I have to learn to make healthy food decisions “like an adult.” I know *how* to. I just don’t *want* to. Why are so many other people concerned about *my* weight and what *I* eat anyway? Why did Elizabeth make the decision to put you in charge of my eating habits? Are you saying that fat people aren’t really adults because they “Don’t know how to make healthy food choices?”
