Here’s a little bit about what it’s like being a fat person.
Today at work, we had a taco lunch for Cinco de Mayo. I LOVE
tacos. They’re one of my favorite foods. I ate 3 tacos and had some chips and
salsa. There were also a couple piñatas filled with candy, so I took a handful
of Tootsie Rolls after they had all fallen to the floor.
As people started leaving the lunchroom, the organizers of
the lunch announced that there were plenty of taco fixings left. Everyone
grumbled something about how full they were and went back to their desks. I was
part of this “everyone.”
Though, in all honesty, I could eat another taco. Probably
another two or three tacos. But I’m not doing it because I’m already the
biggest person in the office. I don’t need to draw attention to myself.
I don’t get bullied around here. People here know me well
enough, and I know they respect me for who I am and the work that I do. They
know me on a personal level, and that’s great. But I still find myself doing
things like restricting my taco intake for the sake of the image I present to
others. I don’t want them to be thinking “of course Becky is eating another
taco! All she does is eat!” even though they’d never say it out loud. I won’t
give them that fuel.
Even though, for all I know, they aren’t thinking that sort
of thing at all.
These are the things you think about when you’re a fat
person.
Hmm, now that everyone has cleared out of the lunch room, I think
I might go heat up another taco…
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