~The words and comments that made me anorexic. Think before you say anything about weight. What you say changes someone. It could make them starve themselves, and I think it's sad that we go around making fun of this because it's not funny. People are DYING from this. They are dying because of words~
This girl in my class named Paige sat next to me. She was talking to a group of people, but I ignored it. I looked up from my book and heard a part of what they were saying.
"All of ya'll shut up about your weight," Paige said. "I almost weigh one hundred pounds!" I felt my cheeks get red as I quickly began reading again, but the off handed comment not even made TO me still haunts my mind forever.
A group of girls came over to my house. I didn't like most of them, they had to come, but Hayley and Grace were there. As I sat there in silence they started talking about their weight. They'd prod and poke at their completely flat stomach, complaining how chubby it was.
"Well, guess how much I WEIGH?!" Another girl yelled, and soon I sat there with tears slowly gathering in my eyes. Hayley glanced over at me and quickly began tugging on my hands.
"Come on," she said. "Get up."
"No, no." I Insisted. "I'm fine, I'm fine, no, I'm fine." She kept pulling until she finally pulled me out of the room and dumped me into the guest room, closing the door behind us. I quickly began to sob as she just kind of stared at me with an unreadable emotion on her face.
"What is it?" She asked after a while.
"If they're so fat, so fat," I cried, trying to contain the tears trailing my cheeks. "Then what am I?!"
"Doesn't she look SO skinny?!"
My aunt and much older cousin had come over, and apparently my cousin had lost weight.
"So, she told me afterwards, because she was almost too embarrassed, that she weighed **** pounds before!" I felt my stomach twist around like a bunch of snakes and I rose up, heading to the bathroom-
To throw up.
~the point of this is that even if you don't mean to, just talking about your weight or others weight can really hurt someone. I'm a lot skinnier now, but I am not proud of that. I don't see some of my ribcage, or the gap between my thighs, or my hipbones, and think of myself doing a good job Because I realized that no matter how low of a number I weighed, I still wouldn't feel good about myself, and I never will. Be careful. Your words are constantly bring up or down, so which one do you choose?~ <3