Be Kind to the Skinny Girl – Keep Your Comments to Yourself
You know you’re too skinny when your Lululemon tights look baggy. Today, I looked in the full-length mirror and was shocked to see that my tights were not tight. In fact, they are downright baggy.
Then, the tears came.
According to Dwight, next to smile, my ass was my best feature. Now, that asset is gone.
The ring Dwight made me when we divorced, no longer fits on my finger. It is too loose.
It is not as if I am blind or cannot read a scale.
Stress and sadness causes some to overeat. For others, like me, it eviscerates my appetite.
As a vegetarian, it is even harder to gain weight.
Remember, as Ian Maclaren, a Scot, said, “Be kind for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.”
To that end, please, keep your comments to yourself.
A few months ago, another teacher walked by my room where I was standing outside during the passing period. Using a snide tone, she said, “There is such thing as too skinny.”
Later that month, I walked into the faculty lounge for lunch. The same teacher looked at me and, in front of everyone, said, “You look like Skeletor.”
Recently, I had a BHD (Broken Hearted Diet).
In my late twenties, I was cycling, mountain biking, and practicing yoga extensively. I could not consume enough calories. One night, Dwight and I went to a party. The Disgusting Brothers were playing a Jimmy Buffet song as I walked out of the room. Dwight’s friend, Joanne, whispered to him, “Does Julie have cancer?”
Stress causes me to lose weight. Mean-spirited comments from colleagues don’t help.
Just be nice. Be nice to the skinny girl.
In fact, just be nice. Period.