I am not anorexic. Frankly, I don't think I could ever go a day without food. I love it too much. IF you know me, you should know the massive amounts of food I can consume.
Another thing I don't appreciate is when people don't understand why I am upset over hearing this. Would you be upset if someone were to call you a liar? Or how about fat? Because people who say those statements to me aren't only calling me anorexic but they are also calling me a liar.
I'm skinny. I'm not the skinniest person out there--probably because I eat so gosh darn much. I try to work out. I try to eat healthy. I try to hard to loose the little bit of belly fat I have. Not because I want to be anorexic but I want to be healthy. So excuse YOU. For making me feel bad over wanting to be healthy. I was just trying to eat. And the fact that other people don't see this as being rude, you should really reconsider this.
There was a time in my life where I would hide food. I wouldn't eat. I was completely ignored. It was middle school and I was lost. I was in a new place. My parents weren't always around. I just wanted someone to care. To notice. After gaining a few pounds from caving in and finally eating, a lightbulb went off in my head. Realization--no one cares when you really need them too. Typically, people notice you when it is too late.
So yeah, if I get angry about it--you should feel bad. I do a lot to maintain my body in a healthy way. I don't need to be skinny-shamed by people who constantly tear me down. I am beautiful. Inside and out. Some people just don't see it. They might when it is too late.
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