My body issues are epic, and I definitely have had the horrible insult yelled at me on more than one occassion, which just sort of cements the issue.
Weirdly, though, the book publishing thing has helped the self-image issues out a bit. It has nothing to do with my physical appearance, but I can sort of pump myself up a bit on the thought that whatever else I may be, I'm also a published author, which is something that stays on my resume long after the taunters lose their physical beauty.
So there.
I am also a 20-something who does not shout insults out of my car window. Of course, I don't have a car. Oh, and I'm not a juvenile asshat with the emotional maturity of a cucumber.
Jilli, are you feeling better?
Mostly. I still get tired far easier than I should. But I just cheered myself up by applying for a new job here at the Evil Empire.
Shrift, your whitefont has convinced me. I'm buying the ep off iTunes tonight!
Oh, and I'm not a juvenile asshat with the emotional maturity of a cucumber.
And I bet you probably wouldn't have yelled those insults out the window when you were a teenager, either! Because you are, you know, not a jackass.
ION, the Mr Tusks storyline going on right now on Dinosaur Comics is my favorite thing in the history of ever. I want a tiny elephant friend!
I prefer the fat remarks I get now to the "Nice tits!" I got when it was obvious I was born with big tits rather than being uniformly fat.
I prefer the fat remarks I get now to the "Nice tits!" I got when it was obvious I was born with big tits rather than being uniformly fat.
But, see, there's a perfect comeback for that! It's "THANKS! I grew them myself!"
(provided, of course, that they are your natural tits)
Frank was adorable. A-DOR-ABLE.
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So...does that mean I'm really Pete?
(provided, of course, that they are your natural tits)
If they're not you just say, "I earned 'em myself!"
ETA: I usually just say, "Yes. Yes they are." in a calm, self-satisfied way.
But, see, there's a perfect comeback for that! It's "THANKS! I grew them myself!"
Except that the entire street and everyone in every car is turning to look so they can judge for themselves, and I prefer not to have a couple of hundred strangers inviting themselves to peruse.