THIS IS WHAT I CALL "FCK MY LIFE"
Ok, so first of all, this is just me ranting so if you guys have something better to do, by all means go right ahead.
K k k k k k, so, first of all, my mom's friends moved into our basement a while ago, and I personally don't like the lady. Her husband is ok, but I don't really talk to him so I can't really judge. Secondly, if I have ever talked to any of you about this, you will know that I have a REALLY REALLY REALLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY negative self-image. I look into a fcking mirror and want to take a sledgehammer to it. Mirrors and I have a mutual hate-hate relationship V.V Anyways, so many nights I've cried myself to sleep over this and it's a HUGE reason for my depression. Thirdly, the day before yesterday, we all went to my parents' OTHER friend's house for a Viet get-together and I was wearing a baggy shirt tucked into some high waist shorts.
ANYWAYS~ So, this all ties in together like this:
~ *blah blah* are thoughts~
So, yesterday, I went downstairs to give the couple a bag of longan cause we bought like a whole crate full. Anyways, this was the conversation (which was like all in Vietnamese)
Her: Oh, thank you!! Tell your mom thank you for me, too!
Me: No problem. *turns to leave*
Her: Oh, nowadays I see you are __(a word in Vietnamese which I had no idea what it meant)____!
Me: *What the fck....* Uhhhh, ok? What's ______ mean?"
Her: Oh, I'm saying you're fat!
Me: ...............
Her: Yeah, I saw what you were wearing yesterday and thought that you're getting big!
Me: *Why this ....* Uhhhh, no, that's how the shirt is SUPPOSED to *fcking* look---
Her: No no no! You're fat!! You need to exercise!!
Me: ......................................................................................................................................
Her: Before, your mom gave me one of your shirts to wash (they both work at a drycleaners) and it was tiny! Now you're fat! Remember, you need to exercise ok? All you're doing now that you're off school is sleep!
Me...........*train of swear words*...............*FYI , I have to study my off for the PCAT. I do NOT sleep all day*
And I left.
You know, this normally wouldn't bother me, but the fact that I've hated the way I looked for so fcking long makes it a big deal. And normally, if it was anybody else, I would've snapped back at them with an even ruder comment, but she's my "elder" and sht so I can't =.= That and she doesn't really understand English, so she wouldn't get it if I swore at her. I was JUST starting to get better about my self-image, and then this smacks me in the face.
To make it worse, when we went to eat dinner, my mom decides to INSENSITIVELY, might I add, bring it up all over again and tell my dad. My dad was like "oh, yeah, she was telling me that yesterday at the party too! She was like "I see SaranghaeSuJuChullie's been getting fatter lately!"
I COULD NOT FCKING TAKE IT. I was going to finish my dinner and then mope about it after dinner, which I'm usually good at, but this time I couldn't. I started crying and had to leave the dinner table. And I DON'T like talking to anyone face to face when I'm upset, but my mom just chases after me and tells me to come and eat. She thinks she understands, no, she INSISTS she understands, but she FCKING DOESN'T. She's like "oh, why are you crying? It's not a big deal! Just ignore her! You don't have to get upset just because she said something like this! This is just a small matter!"
=.= Oh yeah, mom, you sooooooooooooo understand me =.= This is exactly why I don't talk to ANYONE in my family about my problems V.V EVAR.
Ok, rant done^^
Byez byez~
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