The Lady's Sickly Husband
It's my first day off in 12 days and I promised to take my kids to the pool. On the way we stopped to pick up water and granola bars. I'm dressed to get wet. My hair was up in a ponytail and I was wearing a t-shirt dress and sandals over my bathing suit. I'm not particularly put together, but I'm neat and tidy.
I was at the gas station around the corner from my house. I've been in there hundreds of times. I know the employees by name. It feels safe. I might be 50 po ... unds down and feeling better than I have in years but, you know, I'm still inhabiting a fat body. So the world is never actually safe for me. Because I'm not a person, I'm a walking joke. My body is made for laughs.
So I got laughed at. Loudly. I was just standing in line, minding my own business, arms full of water bottles, and this man just started laughing at me. He made a comment about my size and laughed some more, like I was a hilarious joke, like I was the funniest thing ever.
It didn't matter to him that I am a person. A really tired person who works hard and just wants to have a nice day. That this was a day I've been looking forward to for weeks. Here I am, just trying to enjoy some time with my kids, and now I'm thinking about that. It hurt more than it should have, at this point in my life. The Lady's Sickly HusbandSee More