You know that moment when you really really fuck up? Yeah this is one of those moments. Maybe what I did was for the best? No I think I may have lost a friend with this one. Should I have kept it a secret? Probably, unless my best friend found out. I wish I was ignorant to the whole situation. If I didn’t know maybe there would be less secrets to hide. I ready fucked up with this one. Who can I trust? Megan, no. Shay? Unless she gets super upset. Keith? Well I could until I screwed him over. Kara? I don’t think so. Myself? I’m starting to think not. There is no one in my life I can completely trust…. No one. So maybe I should quit being so nosy? Maybe I should refuse to keep secrets from now on. I think I’m making this bigger than it is. But right now. All I want to do is cry. Maybe even cut myself. But I know that’s extreme. I just wish I never ever knew.
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I can honestly say part of me hates you. Like really really hates you. I want to let you have it. I want you to know how mad I am at you. How much I resent you. You don’t understand what my dad and I have gone through this past month and I have recieved 1 thank you. When you are home I listen in, I wonder if you are okay, are you taking your meds as needed, are you going to fall down, are you unconcious. You are 45 and can’t take care of yourself. What would you do without my dad and I? Where would you be? I wish you were miserable, I want you to suffer. I am tired of holding this in. I will let you have it just wait.
“But you’re not fat, don’t say that,” he responded.
Tell that to the hips that got caught in a turnstile yesterday and everyday that she forgets to turn sideways. Tell that to the stores that stop at size 12 (or size 10 if she wanted to look her age). Tell that to the small woman rolling her eyes beside me on the subway as my booty spills over into her seat. Tell that to the holes my inner thighs have rubbed into every pair of jeans I own. Tell that to the rolls on my back & the crevices in my ass.
Tell that to the silence at the end of your sentence that should say “because fat people are ugly, because if I think you’re attractive you can’t be fat because I’m saving fat to degrade a woman two sizes smaller than you but with a flatter chest & a spare tire. Because you’re not fat is a compliment even when it’s not true because what I’m really saying is you don’t repulse me the way fat people are supposed to repulse me. Because I get final say on your body, not you & I’m giving you a pass for the same dimpled ass I laughed at on another woman yesterday because your waistline is smaller than hers and a normal woman would just be happy with that.”