Nine years ago
"You look so big, Julie. Lose some weight!"
My mom was at it again. Picking on my weight. I had a baby, and she wanted me to lose weight. The fact that I was not even eating properly irked me. Breastfeeding was not easy. Especially if the mother doesn't have proper nutrition.
I remained silent and just fed Nicole, I could hear my stomach rumbling. I was hungry but, I could not eat unless they were done. It was not something they asked, but more on my own choices when I ate the food they made.
It felt wrong somehow. I was a freeloader, someone who gives nothing, so in my head, I should wait till everyone was done before I ate. I also have to do all their housework. Well, not all, just the dishes and keeping things tidy after them.
My stomach grumbled once more. Our food was the kind that I could not really eat, but beggars were not allowed to pick their food. I was not really a beggar, I was living with my own family. They were just different.
