Suddenly feeling like crap
I go outside, then first my dad's all "You need to exercise more."
I'm not that chubby, I roam around and stretch around the yard, and most other things make me feel awkward for some reason (Little movements whether done by me or someone else can and always had made me feel uncomfortable). I'm not laying in bed all day chugging down soda and and unhealthy foods, dude. I'm a normal weight, I'm not completely lazy, my heart and body's fine.
I'm spending most of my time trying to practice my art and writing. Like he wants. It's getting to a point where it's starting to make me NOT want to do these things.
Literally nothing warranted this. I just came outside with a bowl someone else stopped eating with like 4 cheeseballs left, and he just randomly said that.
I didn't come out with one large bowl of cheese balls. He sees me walk around the house and outside a lot. And he feels the need to say that.
Hel, it feels like he hardly ever even compliments me unless I have my hair long or wear more feminine clothes. I like more goth or punk things and prefer my hair short.
And my mom has some weird obsession with popping her kids pimples. And I'm trying to go inside and she's following me trying to mess with one on my back. I keep trying to get away from her, literally spitting out a cheeseball onto my hand to try and gross her away from me, and she won't leave me alone.
I can deal with my pimples myself. Leave me alone!
That's physical harassment. I keep saying no, back away, stop, leave me alone, saying "ow" as I flinch away, literally spitting food on myself as a defense mechanism. And she keeps going in joy.
A part of me feels like I'm being overdramatic, but my logical side is trying to say "This isn't normal, loving parents don't physically harass you and make unsolicited comments about your weight."
This is my life. There's nothing I can do about it. It's bulllshit.
