Sana AhmedBlockedUnblockFollowFollowingPoetess •• Abstract Artist •• Photographer •• Writer •• Journalist •• Designer •• Fashionista •• Passionate Mental Health Advocate & Agitator •• ZARA❤️Jul 26, 2017ON BEING CALLED, FAT.By: Sana AhmedI was never fat. Humans, supposed family, friends, and society-at-large, labelled me, fat. You see, my cheeks were healthily chubby.This first assault, was followed by a second, much worser onslaught. Professional, medically medicating humans, in whose negligent care, I went from fat, fatter, to fattest.Nay, from worse, worser, to the most worse form of worse itself. Far worse, than this verse alone, can theorize, extrapolate, or articulate.I was either deemed fat. Or, made to feel like a foul piece of fowl. Bird, bread and even butter. As good as dead, I already was.Ready to be ravenously gorged. Subsequently, discarded. Or, expunged.And, that, pretty ladies, and gentle gentlemen, is how I view most humans. Cruel humans. Who in jest, with strange forms of love and reason, justify such cruel misbehaving behaviours.