She has always criticized me for my weight. I can remember her even calling me names when I was younger.
When I confronted her about it 20 years down the road, she denied it.
"No I didn't" she said with a smircky sound in her voice.
"Yes, you did, I remember." Being the stubborn self that I am, I am quick to speak my mind.
"Well, I was just telling you if you didn't stop eating like that you were going to get big...-er" she chuckled.
I stopped that conversation quickly, because I knew it was heading nowhere.
My stories are fiction and non fiction. I'm not critisizing or pointing the finger toward anyone. Weather they are true or false is on a "only I need to know that" basis.
Im merely sharing my observations with you. Thanks.