I need to rant and I'm not even sure where to begin so I'll just give the short version. I'm well aware I've gained weight, but it's almost as if everyone has to bring it up to me. And for the first time in a long time I actually felt nice in, even put on a dress and fixed up my makeup. What did my mom come and tell me? "Did you hear your dad say you gained weight?" I said "no" and she goes "okay then. You normally get upset, I'll leave you alone" as if she WANTED to see me get upset. I was upset but wasn't going to show her because she gets enjoyment from it-- which I learned after years of dealing with her insults, it's like she gains personal pleasure from watching me suffer. We were in walmart and I was looking for a onesie, the one I was holding was a Small and I knew I didn't wear a small so my mom goes "you arent a small. You wish." And then snatched it out my hand and put it back and handed me a Medium. The second I go "are you sure this is my size or do I WISH I was a medium?" And she gets all defensive and shit.

I'm sick of her and everybody about my weight. The second I start starving myself and not eating its "thats not cute. You need to eat." but god forbid I talk to any of them like that. Have I gained weight? Fucking yes. But they don't have to constantly rub it in my face.

Like idk, I want to cry so bad because I'm sick of it. I'm sick of all of them.

I'm sorry for ranting... I just needed to get it off my chest.