Fatso Mona Lisa by Fernando BoteroToday one of Jack's friends came up to me and said, "You're fat!" Then he started laughing hysterically, telling me I had a baby in my tummy, and wouldn't stop even though I was scolding him for being rude. Then Jack laughed.
Even though they're only five years old, just learning how to be in the world, and even though they're technically right, it really, really sucked. And even though I'm 37 and technically a grown up, it ruined my whole damn day.
Frankly, I'm ready to stick my head under the covers and stay there for the summer. I was looking forward to some fun social events with friends and family in the coming weeks, but I'm ready to cancel all of them. Yes, I feel that bad.
It's not that I haven't been called fat before; my childhood was full of soul-crushing taunts, stares and disses. I just don't want Jack's friends to tease him because his mom is fat. And frankly, I'm not sure I'll ever lose the weight. It's not likely, anyway. So now I get to re-live my childhood and teenage years all over again, through the eyes of my embarrassed child. Fun.
What a sucky, sucky day.
1 comments:
I am so sorry that happened. I hope there was a parent around to respond to that besides you. I hope it wasn't my child.
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