Dear Stranger,
Today, as our cars crossed paths in the bustling outlet mall parking lot, I noticed you. Your windows were rolled up, likely to combat the heat, and I must say, your hair looked lovely.
When I briefly parked in the fire lane to help someone in need—a hungry, homeless person—I couldn’t help but hope you’d be understanding. I realized it was inconsiderate of me to take up space, even for a moment, and I felt a pang of guilt as you approached.
What you didn’t see was my effort to hand off a hot sandwich and a cold drink to someone who really needed it. I would have parked farther away if I could, but today’s heat was overwhelming, and without a working air conditioner, I was struggling with my own health issues, including difficulty breathing.
As our cars neared, I quietly mouthed an apology and prepared to wave in gratitude. My forehead glistened with sweat, and I thought, “I need to check for my inhaler soon.” I turned my steering wheel, trying to give you as much space as possible, though we both had plenty of room to pass.
Then, I locked eyes with the young girl sitting in your passenger seat. I raised my hand to wave, hoping for a moment of kindness. But instead, I saw your lips form words that stung—“overweight woman.” I felt my heart drop and my cheeks flush. I was embarrassed and ashamed for simply existing, and I momentarily regretted having eaten today, which is a luxury for my family these days.
You may not know this, but many of us who struggle with our weight face deep-rooted issues that often lead to unhealthy relationships with food. It’s not your fault, and I don’t wish to place that burden on you. However, in that fleeting moment when you chose to shame me, I couldn’t help but feel for the girl beside you. Your words may have left an imprint, teaching her that a woman’s worth is tied to her appearance.
Tonight, I feel a mix of sadness for all three of us. You had an opportunity to teach that girl empathy, to show her the importance of lifting others up, but instead, you chose to push her away from kindness.
We all have the chance to change the narrative in our lives, and tomorrow is a new day for both of us. I hope you’ll join me in making better choices.
In solidarity,
Megan