Christmas supposed to be the time of merriment and spending time together. We only enjoyed Christmas for about a hour before we all put everything away not only that. When i just got hungry again, my grandma started saying about shit about my weight. Really? She saying how my arms are bigger and my face look like a young lady but when i turn around i look like a old granny… who say that to their own grandchild… especially on Christmas day?. She been ridiculing me ever since I moved back in with her and my aunt. I am tired of this. I know I am fat i know when ever i take a picture with my family i am ten times bigger than them. But why they treat me like a fucking disease. Why cant they love me for who I am…?