Rant (warning ahead)
Warning: I talk about body positivity issues
I hate that I’m so sensitive about my body and weight. It’s like I could be fine one moment, completely normal. And then the next I hate myself for how I look.
And I hate it when someone makes a joke about me and instead of explaining it, they make me attempt to understand it.
My sister made a joke about me looking like a character who is plus sized (there is nothing wrong with being plus sized) and didn’t explain the joke. So I thought she was talking about me being overweight.
I can’t find myself wanting to eat anything anymore because of that joke. And when I explained that the joke wasn’t funny, because I’ve dealt with loving my body for years. And she said “I was talking about how the character is black. Because you’re black.”
You can’t expect me to instantly know that.
So now I’m stuck at my grandmas house, during thanksgiving, not wanting to eat anything anymore because of her.