Have you ever been stabbed, not in the back, but right through your ribcage to your heart? Sure you have. I have. I think we all have. So why don't we know when we're doing it? Or most people don't. I know. I've done it purposefully most times. I feel like doing it now. 'Cuz I've been hit where it hurts. I'm living in a world where a size 0 and under is average in people in my age group. I'm what a 1940s man would have loved. Or maybe a Rennaisance man. That would have been a great time for me, without the anti-feminist views. But, have we really changed? Woman have to be tiny and pretty before a guy will look at them. I hate it. Back to my point though: I'm not one of the tiny ones. My "Friends" are though. And the ones who get upset about eating too much are the ones who look like they don't eat. Others have a hereditary thing. One of my oldest friends is like that; I still make her eat something at mealtimes. But CERTAIN PEOPLE hit me where it hurts a lot: my weight and looks. I had no friends for the longest time because of it. So thanks, guys. You sure know how to bring me down.