“Hey Bigger”
“You are too fat”
“Fatty, suits you more”
“ Who wants to see an elephant? Because it's among us”
I lived with those words each passing day of my life. It became a forced food I got to take in at every moment of the day. Those voices echo to my ears so loud and clear, no matter how hard I try suppressing them.
Yea the are just WORDS, NOTHING MUCH
But it hurt so much that I had to bury my head in a pillow every other night with teary eyes.
My friends would call me ‘Bigger’ and when I get mad, it always resulted to them telling me it for my own good
Yeah I know, friends look out for each other. But can't they just be a little appreciative and not constantly being depreciative. At least I didn't wish for this body size for myself.
I would starve for days trying to get the body they want. I would eat so little even when I knew I needed more food.
I did more unspeakable things just so I could fit in. And you know what? What people say to you, becomes what you see of yourself. I started believing their perception of me— I'm worthless, I'm ugly and I'm fat.
I had someone who spoke out for me once and they termed him a glorifer of obesity— “Pickwickian syndrome is real, preacher of obesity” They said.
I guess it is for my own good after all. But it turned out to be wrong when Glory, a new student who was the opposite of what they called me, enrolled in my school in the same class.
“Hey, new girl. Why don't you ask Benita for some fat to add up to your body?”
It dawned on me that I have been a coward and a fool for so long to see the real truth. A society that tells us how best we should look. A world that finds criticism no matter how we try to concede to their rules— they always finds fault.
I lived by their terms. Bullied and humiliated. Trying to change for them; not for myself, not because I wanted it. It has been one of the things I really regret. Let's live and change for ourselves. STOP BODY SHAMING.