and again
well.. my mother called me fat again. maybe not in so many words.
Me: "mom we have to go to target for back to school clothes"
Mom: "what do you need clothes for you got a bunch for your birthday"
Me:"yeah but those are summer clothes, i mostly need jeans"
Mom:"well you know you're not gonna fit into the ones at target"
Me:"yes i am"
Mom:"what size do they go up to hunni"
Me:"15, thats what i wear"
Mom:"well you know i told you that you've gained weight this summer"
Me: gets upset
Dad:"what is she all upset about now"
Mom:"i was just sayin how she's gained weight over the summer and now she's gonna try to go fit into jeans at target"
just when i think i can get along with her, she says things like that.
she makes me hate myself.
Me: "mom we have to go to target for back to school clothes"
Mom: "what do you need clothes for you got a bunch for your birthday"
Me:"yeah but those are summer clothes, i mostly need jeans"
Mom:"well you know you're not gonna fit into the ones at target"
Me:"yes i am"
Mom:"what size do they go up to hunni"
Me:"15, thats what i wear"
Mom:"well you know i told you that you've gained weight this summer"
Me: gets upset
Dad:"what is she all upset about now"
Mom:"i was just sayin how she's gained weight over the summer and now she's gonna try to go fit into jeans at target"
just when i think i can get along with her, she says things like that.
she makes me hate myself.