What this past year has taught me: 1. Trust no one. People say they wish to be your friend, but they never seem to want to meet you halfway, even when you've been giving them 110% of yourself. This I will never understand. 2. The body can survive weeks without food. Food can also lose its taste, and simple things can begin to taste like dirt; cereal, cookie dough, pasta. It's miserable. People also do not understand this, nor do they understand "extreme dietary choices" (example here being: vegetarianism). Also, I really need to stop consuming dairy products. 😧 3. Weight loss is not always a good thing, and people should really stop assuming that others meant to lose the weight that they lost. Stop asking for "their secret" because if they tell you the truth it'll only disturb you, embarrass them further, and you won't understand because no one does. And if they don't tell you the truth you are forcing them to lie, which is not healthy. So just stop mentioning people's weight as "normal" conversation topics. It's just rude. 4. People expect you to be an expert in whatever field you work in. Whether you are are checker at the local farm store or you are on staff at the little liquor store on the corner. Customers expect you to know the ends and outs, and the prices, of every single product. The former would have been near impossible, and the latter would make me an alcoholic. I mean really people? I'll help you to the best of my abilities, but to be angry with me for not being an expert on the items I sell? I mean come on, be realistic. 5. How to suffer in silence. I tried to be vocal, to scream, yell for help. But few even heard me, and those that did, ignore me, or ran away for fear or not wishing to help me deal with "whatever this is" Society doesn't care about you, bottomline. When someone asks how you are doing they only want the lie, "I'm fine." So they can feel good about themselves and their successful 'bout of small talk.
