So my second plate of food goes unnoticed, thank
goodness. Out comes dessert – round one. I happily eat it, even though I’m full, and
my scale told me this morning I clearly don’t eat it. Everyone is preparing for dessert – round two
– and my mom asks my sister if she wants coffee. My sister replies that she is full, and doesn’t
think she wants any. My sister has
always been the physical opposite of me, she has never had an uncontrollable
appetite and she has always been able to listen to her body when it tells her
to stop. Earlier before dinner she and
my 15 year old niece were fighting over who was going to get clothes… because
they’re the same size. My sister – after
3 kids… the youngest who isn’t even 1 yet.
Once my sister says that she is full and doesn’t want coffee
my mom says to her friends “that’s why she is how she is, so thin. She eats a little and doesn’t overdo it. Unlike somebody else…” cue the obvious pause. I’m bending down playing with my nephew and
instantly I feel all attention on me. I
heard the entire conversation but refused to react, except to say “Thanks, Ma”
and then my thoughts go to “everyone is looking at me, I’m bent over playing
with my nephew, my stomach is most certainly bulging out from me bending over,
how can I suck it in without being obvious to not seem like as humungous a slob
as I feel right now?” These
are real thoughts in my head in that split second. My mom of course says “aw, honey, I didn’t
mean it like that, I was just saying that you like to eat” or something like
that – honestly I don’t remember because how can it get worse than this? I can’t even look at her in the eye, I just
smile and pretend all of this is not happening, just keep playing with the
baby. After a while the attention moves
away from me, but not before everyone notices how uncomfortable I am with the
whole situation.
Immediately I fight the urge to just run – just get out – I don’t
want to be there anymore. Why would it
ever be ok to say something like that?
Why do people think that we don’t know that we are overweight, that we
have a problem? Did my scale not remind
me first thing in the morning? Did the
picture that my niece took on my phone of me not remind me? Did the picture I took of myself earlier with
my son not remind me? Why would it ever be ok to not only say something like that
but to say it in front of people that I’m meeting for the first time?
And the comment alone is bad enough, but it was made in
comparison to my sister. My sister that
I’ve always felt like I’m in her beautiful shadow. This perfect social butterfly with a million dollar
smile and the size 3 pants, who I love to DEATH. But I’d be lying if said I didn’t grow up
comparing myself to her. And all
throughout life when I get down on myself people are preaching accept yourself for who you are, you need to
love yourself for who you are, you’re beautiful, etc. yet the people that are
supposed to be the safest still feel it’s ok to make comments like that in
front of others. How is that not
supposed to crush me? How is that not supposed
to send me back YEARS and YEARS into that insecure, socially awkward fat
girl in school that was sitting by herself at lunch in tears because she was so
unhappy with herself and she felt that no matter where she turned she was being
judged because of her looks???
I know my mom feels horrible for making me feel bad. I know she’d never intentionally hurt
me. But I’ll be honest, her comment
hurt. And I cried on the way home. And I’m crying now.