I woke up this morning to a total random e-mail from someone I haven't hung out with or spoken to in about three years, since high school. All it said was, "kristie, you're fat and stupid."
I feel like since moving to Europe and beginning my new lifestyle nearly three months ago I've heard just about everything from total strangers, with "fat grandma" being my favorite. But the fact that it was someone I knew, and was entirely unprovoked, is really... I don't know. It's a man (or man-child, judging by his behavior) who also lost a lot of weight after moving.
I guess I'm not even hurt, just feeling like cruel people are "winning." I purposely excluded myself from the yearbook so nobody would remember me. High school was miserable and lonely because I was fat, and because there were problems at home.
And here I am, years later, a totally different person (if my scale is correct I'm smaller than I was when I graduated!) and this happens, and the misery and insecurity kind of creeps its way back in. With all the other comments it feels like a dam's broken.
The one thing I can take solace in, I guess, is that I cannot fathom why being overweight is an invitation to be cruel to others. Thankfully that means I'm nothing like those kinds of people.
Sorry for the vent, I just feel really worn down by everything and a little (okay, a LOT) sad.




