it’s interesting how no one has taken me ice skating this season? held my hand (in adorable mittens) and laughed at me when I fell over? bought me a hot chocolate and commented on how cute my nose is when it’s red from the cold? seems fucked up but okay
Not me at Whole Foods and a woman tries to reach INTO MY BASKET to pull out my mushrooms and when I said “UNMMM” she said “oh are these yours?” What do YOU think Margaret??????
Body dysmorphia is going to the store, picking out a ton of clothes that are way too big for you, trying them on, then having to go back out in the store and grab all smaller sizes, and getting dirty looks from the ladies in the dressing room when you’re done an hour later