With everything going on in the world I got upset by a stupid comment a stranger made. I was out with my gran and we popped into a cafe for a coffee. Gran got a scone, I got an iced biscuit. As I was walking to the table a woman around my grans age tsk'd, loudly, and made a comment to her companion about how fat I was.
"Tsk, look at this. If I was that fat I wouldn't leave the house, it's disgusting, she'll not be starving." She lent over to her companion. "What cake did she get? Did you see? Shouldn't be allowed, she's going to sit in the booth, let's watch it'll be a laugh, she'll never fit in there".
The conversation is burned into my brain. Yes I am extremely overweight right now. How is that anyone's business except mine? I've been battling depression, studying for a basically a Masters degree, working full time, and caring for my gran. Every day I get up showered and dressed is a win for me. Every day I turn up to where I'm supposed to be is a win for me. Doing the dishes, dusting, cleaning the bathroom, brushing my hair, these are all wins for me.
Do I like how I look? No.
Am I trying to get fit? Yes!
But some days, every hour is a battle with my mental health and I'm SO tired.
Why do people think it's ok to point and laugh at the way someone looks. Why do people think it's their business to judge.
Also, I did in fact fit in the booth seats. She was shocked. I made eye contact and flipped her off. She left quickly after that.