Today I was eating some pizza with friends from my youth group (at church) and this woman said some things that bothered me the rest of the day.
"Are you using that dipping sauce, knowing how many calories it is?"
What I want to eat and how I choose to enjoy it is my business, thank you very much.
To tell a growing, teenage girl that she's too big when she's clearly going through an internal battle is probably one of the shittiest things you can do.
The disgusting words that came out of her dirty mouth. The way she spit at me and embarassed me in front of so many people. It made me feel like a pig. A filthy, squealing, fat pig.
Keep in mind I'm not very big, I'm 5' 3" and weigh 113 pounds (as of last week) but growing up as a second generation Korean, losing weight seemed like the only thing I should be doing.