Why Me GOD? Why Me?
I know I am not a teenager and I shouldn't care about what people will say or be embarrassed about who I am. I have studied well, I had an amazing job and now again studying in India's top management institute and working on my passion. But still I feel belittled when people laugh at me for being fat or feel embarrassed when gym instructor calls out my name(to inquire about my presence). I still feel like a plump kid who is made fun of by little monsters in the playground. I still feel that there is some internal joke of which I am butt of.
Had I been a teenager I would have cried but now I just respond by being equally savage and ruthless. I bitch about my life, I taunt people who make fun of me and shout at people whom I really care about.And on top of it I cant eat any comfort food like chocolates. I realize that it is kind of bad for health to fill up your insecurities but its so easy and comforting. The smooth melt of chocolate and caramel is electric; instantly all is well in the world again. And the vicious circle continues.
But this time it changes. I CHANGE.
If people make fun or laugh or say thingsabout me, I would try my level best to move on.........