Don't call her fat, bitch.
Yesterday, I tweeted about how I was so happy that my sister is eating normally again. After God knows how long of eating biscuits & a soda drink for dinner, she finally joins us at the dinner table for some normal food & family bonding. You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this. Oh wait, I do know how long I've been waiting. 7 years.
So you can imagine how furious I was when I heard that my sister's internship mentor said she was fat. Rather, in actual words, she asked, when you first came here you were kind of slim... How come now you so chubby ah?. My heart was pounding in my head & my hands were shaking. I had been feeling lethargic, sleepy, & dozing off on the couch despite the sweltering heat, when I saw my dad all properly dressed & heading out. I asked him where he was going. He told me. I said I will go with him to give that bitch a piece of my mind.
Mum rushed home from work too because the situation was quite serious. My sister went missing in the childcare (she's studying Early Childhood, hence her internship is in a childcare) & nobody could find her. My mum SMSed her & my sister said she felt very sad & wanted to jump off the balcony. But my sister is logical as much as she is emotional. She's like me. We can feel so depressed that we want to escape it all, but we don't do it because we know God loves us, our friends love us, & so does our family. I will never get to tell her this, but I feel for her- these past few days have been ultimate shit, & I see terrible things happening to me when I close my eyes, I don't feel like living, but I would never kill myself.
But enough about me. Back to that bitch. I thought about it. If I really did give her a piece of my mind- & knowing my temper- I'd end up as the bad guy. So the best solution, obviously, would be to guilt trip her until she feels damn bad. So I gave her the death stare, brought my sister away, not uttering a single word. (Anyway this course of action is more in line with my Being A Better Person goal for 2011.)
What shocks me so much is who she is. She is the supervisor of the childcare centre. How are you even worthy of such a title when you cannot even treat an 18-year-old adult with dignity & respect? & you SUPERVISE the care-giving of toddlers to set the foundation of their being, feelings & mindset? No seriously are you so retarded that you have no other topic of conversation to touch on? Or is it because you are so fat too that's why you need to talk about people putting on & losing weight? EVEN IF my sister hasn't been anorexic for 7 years, nobody deserves to be arrowed like that.. Are you even female? Which female likes being called chubby!?
I've been called fat to my face, been told that I've put on weight- but I'm okay with it, because I know I have, but I'm comfortable with my body. I've learnt to laugh it off, or do something constructive about it like eat healthier or exercise. Understand that SOME PEOPLE ARE NOT OKAY WITH IT. My sister is big-boned & does not have a tiny frame. She has been struggling with it for the past 7 years. My family has been struggling with her as well- & believe me, it's NOT easy. I bitch & rant a lot about it, but at the end of the day I am protective of my sister. NOBODY can hurt her. If they hurt her they will pay. I'm the older sister you don't want to mess with. I may not be able to stand up for myself or look after myself, but my sister is the only one I will stand up for & look after.
You can call this a defamatory post. But you bear in mind that you defamed my sister by saying she was CHUBBY in front of all her colleagues.
I'm fucking glad that you feel damn bad about it. I hope your guilt eats you alive. I also hope you become so fat that when you step on a weighing scale, it says "please hold". :)
Let's hope that this incident, instead of causing a relapse, actually teaches my sister to be stronger, & an important skill- learning to laugh off these kind of things that people may say.