So we stayed there. You made me tea, and we watched M*A*S*H together. And everything felt right about it.
So we stayed there. You made me tea, and we watched M*A*S*H together. And everything felt right about it.
You know what? I AM more than just my body. I’m more than just “fat” or “chubby” and I’m definitely more than the number on the inside of my jeans. I am my feelings, my thoughts, my talents, I am a lover, a dreamer, a fighter. I am my actions, my favourite song on the radio. I love the beach and reading, and I make a wicked chocolate cake. I’ll defend the people I love with my whole heart. I’m alot of things, all rolled into one. But if you’re too busy judging and dismiss me for what I look like, you will never know the real me.
I bet it feels good to know that you have power over people whose existence you barely consider. But realize this: someday this may happen to you. Someday someone might look right through you and all you want to mean to them. And I hope that, when it happens, you remember you did it, too.