So. Much. Truth. ❤
You don’t know me, but I know you.
I see you glance at me over your magazine or phone at the gate. You cast your gaze downward when I meet it. “I hope I don’t get stuck next to her,” I imagine you thinking as you go back to scrolling through your social media feed. Maybe you tweet about me, the fat woman sitting across from you at the gate, whose hips can barely be contained by the generous seat. Maybe you text your thin friend, who will understand your anxiety about being seat next to me on the plane.
I wish I could tell you that I’m also terrified of being seated next to you. I’m afraid of how you’ll look at me, what you’ll say to me. I’m afraid that you might film me, film how my thighs struggle against the seat and invade your space, perhaps to…
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Honestly, I get more worried about children sitting near me. I get motion sickness, all of them,lol…Whenever I sit next to children and there’s turbulence, they always do that throwing up motion thing -.-
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OMG, I am SO there with you! I’m not good with kids – I haven’t spent time with them, I don’t quite know how to interact with them, & I curse like a sailor. Also, on flights they’re often uncomfortable (ears popping hurt!) & they get bored easily.
Not to mention that they’re blessed little germ-factories. Sitting in close proximity to them, in recycled air, is very worrisome to me.
I’d much rather sit near a person of size (being one myself, albeit on the smaller size of “large”) than a child.
Does that make me a terrible person? 😟
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No,lol
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Thank goodness. LOL
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Al goes through this with every flight he takes for business trips. I know he’s already dreading being sent to Houston in May.
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Ugh. That must be incredibly frustrating. 😥
Maybe showing him the post would make him feel less… “dreading?” He’s definitely not alone, so that might be a better feeling. ❤
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