So....... Third entry of the day. My father... Oh, my father. I'm so sick of his mouth! He makes fun of my weight 24/7 and I'm not even that big! Yes, I have a couple of stretchmarks, that's why I cover them up and wear jackets most of the time. I don't want them to show. But he tells me to take off my jacket because it's annoying HIM. HE doesn't like it on me. BISH!!! IF I WANNA WEAR A JACKET, I'LL EFFING WEAR ONE, DAMNIT!! My dad keeps talking about my weight and everytime I eat, he's saying, "You're going to weight over 600 pounds if you keep eating. You're going to be as big as your cousin, just keep eating. You going to have an heart attack at a very young age and I ain't gonna be there." Then when I started eating, he said, "Yeah, do what you do best" And I started crying. Momma, my brother, and Alexis looked at each other and shook their heads...... Dad was just laughing. And he knows that I HATE being talked about when it comes to my weight. That's what happened.
xXx_Kokoro - Chan_xXx Community Member 
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