Body shaming or The truth.

Emma wakes up every morning feeling like a joke. She eats too much, weighs about two tons, and accumulates excess fat. She feels unsure of herself everytime she walks through a door, or meets new people. Mother thinks she needs to loose some weight. Father says it's not healthy and she needs to exercise more. School mates call her names and laugh when she's not looking. Doctor says it's obesity. Therapist is sure she has an eating disorder. She couldn't even go on social media. To her any little remark or comment about her size or body figure was body shaming. But was it really? or was it good advice. Maybe it was the truth . What was the truth? Was she naturally plum , or was she the definition of overweight. It didn't matter anyway, they'd still call her names. But it did matter. She starved herself and exercised more. Even her doctor said that she was more better and didn't need to worry. Nothing really changed. Emma was still laughed at and she always felt worthless and ugly. She'd special all day staring at models online, wondering why she wasn't born like them. She became a shadow of her old self. She later drank poison and ended her life , she still didn't know the truth.