So I get this call from my aunt, saying she was calling to check on me and so on. We ask each other the usuals, health , work and family. THen she tells me she was talking to Mr M____. (I can't remember his name, all I remember is it starts with the letter M.) I ask her who that be...and her reply is some man from Gwanda and apparently she dated him or his bro. AM thinking ok this convo's about to get juicy, coz me and Auntren have neva has this type of convo. Anywho am still clueless,and still looking to the juicy part of this thambo. She goes on to tell me he is a professor in the states, and so is his wife. They are well off , and she works part- time, the rest of the time is spent managing their chalets...am still on the msipha part but am hopeful that the juicy thambo part is coming.
So auntren sez she and this Mr. M____. were talking. Apparently Mr M____. has a son my age who is doing his PhD.and Auntren thought it would be a grand idea to hopok the 2 of us up. Now I feel like I had a piece of liver with the gall bladder still attached to it. So I protest and the speech abt how abantu beGwanda need to stick to each each...and yada yada.
Then Auntren gives me a kick below the belt. Though the kick is deleivered in Philly , I feel the impact all the way in T.O. She sez but my dear u gotta lose sum weight!!...in my mind am thinking Oh no she didn't! Anyway I keep quiet coz i wasn't expecting this blow.After abt a second...though it feels like forever i find the voice in me and I yell at her. Needless to say the convo ends on a sour note and me and auntren haven't had the best of conversations since then!
Don't get me wrong, its not that us big pple do not like to hear the truth we do, as long as it's not about our weight. Weight is just a weighty issue. I lived with a girl who had a baby and was still tinier than I was. She ate more than I did, but still weighed less. Us thick sisters..try our best to keep the pounds off, and as though it aint enuff that we have to stick to the ugliest set of clothes ( which until today I think are desgined by our skinny counterparts, the last thing we eva wanna hear is someone becoming the Dr. Phil of our Lives( that last part sounds like a soap opera)
Anyway before I wrap up the conversaion with Auntren, I tell her that I luv my boday the way it is and I wouldn't change a thing abt it. I am very healthy, the doctor said my blood pressure was beautiful.If someone has a problem with my weight then the dude best not be coming my way to tell me he luvs me...coz i'll tell him to go hang!
That being said, it is with great news and pride that i wanna mention that yours truly has shed a few pounds and inches and to celebrate I hooked me up with a pair of skinny jeans. It feels good to slip into clothes that i'd put away and even better to put the clothes I'd been wearing away.
i'll keep doing wat I am doing and who knows by summer I could have a perfect beach body....ummm in my mind maybe...well y'all can't blame a sis for using her imagination, can u.
To those who struggle with weight or any other issues at the expense of other pple.Have some backbone, take a stand and be proud of who u are , do not let someone rub their insecurities on you and let them get u thinking less of yourself.
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