today in woman hating...
Some time around 3:00, I am walking down the hall to my office, a freshly washed pear in my hand. Matt, the new tech guy, passes me and quips: "Eating, AGAIN?"
"I eat all the time. Don't shame me!" I say it quick, but the second half of my statement comes off a little too jokey. It's too bad, because I mean it.
Matt chuckles and walks away. He is unaware that his little comment would have sent the me of a few years ago spiraling into a cruel, interior dialog of self-hate, resulting in excessive gym time and starvation. I consider stopping by his office to discuss the wackness of his comment, but decide I don't want to talk or educate or be a damn advocate. I just want everyone to shut the hell up.
Never mind that I am eating a pear, of all things. Never mind that I eat frequently because I'm hypoglycemic or that I recently and purposely put on five pounds because my pants were too loose. I don't try to understand why ANYONE would comment on another's meal or eating habits. I particularly do not want to grasp the reason why a man thinks shaming a woman is, at the least--conversation, or, much worse--flirtation. I already know. This culture is sick.
"I eat all the time. Don't shame me!" I say it quick, but the second half of my statement comes off a little too jokey. It's too bad, because I mean it.
Matt chuckles and walks away. He is unaware that his little comment would have sent the me of a few years ago spiraling into a cruel, interior dialog of self-hate, resulting in excessive gym time and starvation. I consider stopping by his office to discuss the wackness of his comment, but decide I don't want to talk or educate or be a damn advocate. I just want everyone to shut the hell up.
Never mind that I am eating a pear, of all things. Never mind that I eat frequently because I'm hypoglycemic or that I recently and purposely put on five pounds because my pants were too loose. I don't try to understand why ANYONE would comment on another's meal or eating habits. I particularly do not want to grasp the reason why a man thinks shaming a woman is, at the least--conversation, or, much worse--flirtation. I already know. This culture is sick.