On Being Horizontally Challenged
I hate it when some of my colleagues joke around that I’m too fat that I’d be mistaken as a mom when I’m still single. It’s like adding insult to injury!
Why can’t they be sensitive and realize that I may not be comfortable with that? I guess these people have grown accustomed to joke around people they know. I know I’ve gained some extra pounds. I just don’t like it if people tease me that I’m so big. Haler! I know my body. If you can see it, so can I!!! So will you spare me the teasing?!?!?!
Even my parents tease me that I’m getting bigger by the minute. How I wish I could lash back at them and blame them for the bad genes. My other sibling is skinny and I’m not. I had gastrointestinal problems and I no longer want to go back to those times where my tummy felt sick all the time. To prevent this, I make sure I don’t get hungry. This explains my love for food. I know I have to control what I eat but for heaven’s sake, stop bugging me! Find someone else to pester!
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