About her…

She doesn’t have a chance…it makes me sad…

I see how she’s looking at the girl with a short skirt…she would love to be like her…

They are probably both in their teens. They look like they are anyway. I see her like me…a girl who would love to be thinner, a girl who would love to wear nicer clothes, a girl that gets noticed when she walks on the street. But she’s invisible and the people surrounding her would never be able to help her be any other way…it’s so sad. With her they are three women…one that seems to be her mum and the mums friends…I can’t hear what they are saying but I see this young lady eyes…the three woman laugh and she’s not saying a word. Every now and then she looks down at the floor…after which she takes a glimpse at the pretty girl in the corner. She looks at her and then she stairs at the floor again…I feel sad…I feel like stopping my music, getting up and go to talk to her…I want to tell her that I know exactly how is like to be her…I want to tell her that part of me is still like her…she needs to know she’s not alone and that she can be brave and lose the weight and love herself…like i started too… I want to tell her mum to support her daughter and instead of laughing about her to laugh with her! But I see the mum being the same at her daughters age and as nobody helped her she will never help her daughter! Sad! They all get up and get off the tube now…missed my chance…I guess…
Can you imagine their reaction though? I would’ve probably be slapped on the face…so this is why this is just a Tale Tube only.
Now I wonder how many of us are out there? Trying to hide under baggy,ugly clothes to make themselves unnoticeable!?!? Probably too many…

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6 Comments

  • julie

    hi I know this is an older post but I was reading through I wish someone would talk or say hallo to me sometimes as it is a lonely life I have 4 lovely kids one is autistic and hard work and plays up at school so mums then talk I have not one friend I have tried but all my time is spent with the kids worrying about money, the kids and how the kids are not always happy worrying about being bigger than I should , my mum lives away from us and visits occasionally and no other family . she is always going on about losing weght. im not even that big. I just read this and thought it would be nice to have someone notice me and I wouldn’t be rude I would be so happy.

      • julie

        thank you your reply made me smile,i just think that there are so many people in this world so how come not one person can be my friend,i guess it might get better some day until then I am greatful I have my kids.i so enjoy reading your blog and love your pictures. the thing is too I am kind and caring not loud or rude or rough I see bad people and even they have someone.

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