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18 (who?)
for nine years, you called my sisters and i names -
names like "hog", "piggy", and "oinker".
you berated and belittled us for our weight,
told us that no one would date fatties like us.

you told our mother, the woman you profess to love,
that she would look better if she would just
lose a couple of pounds; criticized her
until she developed a disorder, an obsession
that i feel every time i hug her fragile shoulders,
shoulders that were not meant to carry the burden of this.

you compared us endlessly to your own
flawless, rail-thin daughters, bullying them
into silence at the first syllable of protest.

it took nine years to come to this.

when you "teased" my baby sister tonight
in the middle of the chinese buffet for
how little food she had on her plate,
she stood up and looked straight at you
and your own gluttonous portions and said,
"because you taught me not to be fat."

as she walked away, you looked at our mother
and demanded to know if she was just going to let that go.
i held my breath, but she only looked back at you and smiled.
The title of this should have been temerity; (noun), but for some reason semicolons aren't allowed in deviation titles.
This has been a very, very long time coming.

I'm considering reading this for recording but I don't like the way my voice sounds on tape. If anyone else would like to give it a try, please feel free. I would love to hear it.
I've been listening to this on repeat for almost an hour now.
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UnspecifiedUnknown Featured By Owner Dec 8, 2013   Writer
hot damn. that's shitty as fuck, but i like the ending. 
dietcocaine Featured By Owner Dec 8, 2013   Writer
So did I.
diddlyhohum Featured By Owner Dec 5, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
yes. yes. yes. i love this. hits home.
dietcocaine Featured By Owner Dec 5, 2013   Writer
Mazdi Featured By Owner Nov 26, 2013  Professional Interface Designer
As someone who has recovered from 9 years of bulimia, this hits me hard.

So well written.
dietcocaine Featured By Owner Nov 26, 2013   Writer
Thank you.
I'm so glad to hear that you've recovered. Eating disorders are absolutely devastating, and it just kills me to know or hear of people who have them. My heart goes out to everyone who has ever, will ever, or is currently battling an eating disorder.
You are wonderful and beautiful, no matter what. :tighthug:
growinluvhandles Featured By Owner Nov 26, 2013  Student Writer
What a wonderful and powerful poem!
dietcocaine Featured By Owner Nov 26, 2013   Writer
Thank you.
FabioKeiner Featured By Owner Nov 26, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
BUT: yes, children should be taught not grow fat like stuffed pigs - even if their fathers/step-fathers do this of other (sadic) reasons... westen /and eastern) world now is suffering from obesity like in former days people were suffering from starvation.
the best way to be able fight your daddy's harmful educational impact is: a healthy an good diet - but never those hormone laden milky-cheese-burger jbnk food people here are so addicted to! :))
dietcocaine Featured By Owner Nov 26, 2013   Writer
I agree that children should be raised to eat healthily, and that America certainly has a problem, but verbal abuse is never the way to go about teaching your children.

And this isn't really the point I'm trying to make in the poem, but the women involved are not fat, but they are being told they are by someone else who has a distorted view of what they should look like based on what someone else looks like.
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