I'm getting ready for a date and my roommate Gia is sitting watching me, wondering what I'm doing. I tell her I'm getting ready for a date and she starts saying how I'm never going to fit the clothes I chose to wear. I squeeze into my shirt and try with all my might to get my jeans over my big belly. She's disgusted that I'm trying to fit into something so small. II ask her to help me and she humors me by trying to pull the two sides of my jeans together and then tells me that there's no way they could ever be buttoned. I say that I can go with my belly hanging out and she is appalled by t...

I'm getting ready for a date and my roommate Gia is sitting watching me, wondering what I'm doing. I tell her I'm getting ready for a date and she starts saying how I'm never going to fit the clothes I chose to wear. I squeeze into my shirt and try with all my might to get my jeans over my big belly. She's disgusted that I'm trying to fit into something so small. II ask her to help me and she humors me by trying to pull the two sides of my jeans together and then tells me that there's no way they could ever be buttoned. I say that I can go with my belly hanging out and she is appalled by this idea! She wants me to cover my fat up, not show it off. I tell her people wear shirts that show off their bellies all the time, and she says not big fat people like me. Only people like her can wear clothes like that. She continues to tell me how I need to cover up and never show off my fat body.