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i was doing fine until you came. you’re one of the reasons i don’t like to eat in front of people. and you make it worse every time i see you. you know your comments hurt me, yet you continue to make them, and then call me a drama queen because i get mad at you for what you say. i’m not being a drama queen, sorry i have trouble staying in shape and you don’t and i take offense to your nasty comments.
and you guys aren’t helping either. you let him get away with it. you just sit there and laugh. you say he was just kidding around. i don’t care if hes kidding around. it still hurts and still affects me. and it shouldn’t be said. you’d take offense and get upset if it was said about you kidding or not. so why should it be different for me? it shouldn’t be and i’m tired of it being different for me.