i’m currently at a low point.
it was my mom’s 58th birthday party, and rather than celebrate it with just us, we decided to make it a big thing and invited the rest of the family.
it was the first time in months that we would be seeing my aunts, uncles and cousins, so i cooked pizza rolls that my mom adores and consistently requests for coz i rarely make them because it takes SO MUCH time.
also, for the past few weeks i’ve been going to the gym and even though i haven’t lost a lot of weight yet, i knew i looked a little better than the last time i saw them.
i even bought new clothes.
i thought that once the rest of the family saw me, that they would shower praises over my cooking or even compliment me on my outfit or whatever.
as the day wore on i found myself rushing to get water, serve people and receive countless ‘jokes’ over my cooking.
“when are you planning to lose weight?” was the comment i got the most. Followed by barbs at my profession as a communication coach.
i was preparing myself to impress them so much that i forgot to prepare for such a setdown.
and 12 hours later i finally let myself succumb to the emotional drubbing.
they call it a family reunion for a reason, because no one should be subjected to that kind of emotional scarring on a regular basis.