Humiliation
A guy who was once FatIt is what I felt when she left me.
It is what I felt when the chair broke.
It is what I felt when I did not fit in the DEXA machine.
It is what I felt when I looked at myself in the mirror in the shop.
It is what I felt when I could not find the size for my jeans.
It is what I felt when I could not fit in the car.
It is what I felt when I am looked at with the ‘look’.
It is what I felt when people told me I sound like I’m panting while speaking on the phone.
It is what I felt when I could not bend to pick up a pen.
It is what I felt when I was stared at on stage.
It is what I felt when they were commenting behind my back about my shirt being too tight for me and my vest showing.
It is what I felt when the first impression is not optimal.
It is what I felt when I found it difficult to breathe when I was in Ratan Tata’s office.
It was what I felt when I had to search for clothes in multiple shops.
It is what I felt when she left me.
Humiliation!