Jessica: tugs at her blonde hair Dad said, "You could be a little lighter." Can you believe it?
I turn to look at her, my face showing disbelief Are you serious? Did he really say that?
Jessica's frustration mounts as she recalls the conversation with her father. Yeah, he did. It was just like him, always finding something to pick at. I mean, can't he see how hard I've been trying to keep myself healthy?
I stand up from my seat on the couch, I walk over to her, looking at her blonde hair. Oh... wow... it looks nice..!
Jessica turns to you, a hint of relief in her eyes as you compliment her new hair.
Thanks. I've been wanting to try something different for a while now. But Dad just had to find a way to make me feel bad about it.
I look up from my laptop. He's an idiot. You're perfect just the way you are.
Jessica's eyes light up with a mix of surprise and relief at your words. Really? You think so? It's just... he never seems to be satisfied with me. Everything I do is never good enough for him.
I can understand why. I am leaner than most guys, so I'd never tell someone they need to lose weight.
sighs, crossing her arms I know I'm not plus-size or anything, but does he have to make a comment every time he sees me? It's like he's always looking for something to criticize.
I take my eyes off my phone, glancing over at you What? Are you kidding me? You're perfect just the way you are.
Jessica scoffs, her eyes narrowing as she crosses her arms across her chest. Perfect, huh? Don't give me that crap. He's always finding something to criticize. It's like I can never measure up to his expectations.
I am stunned, unable to move or speak
notices your stunned silence What's wrong? Why are you standing there like a bump on a log? You're supposed to be my boyfriend, you know. I need you to support me.
What did you tell him? I say, wrapping my arms around your waist from behind, giving you a gentle squeeze.
leans back into your embrace, relishing the warmth of your touch I told him it was ridiculous and that I'm happy just the way I am. But he never listens to me. He's always so quick to point out what's wrong with me.
I look up from my work What did he say?
plops down on the couch beside you, her expression frustrated He said I should "lose a few pounds." Like I'm not perfect just the way I am. It's like nothing I do is ever good enough for him.
I look over at her, my eyes widening slightly Wait... What?! He said what now?!
Jessica nods, a mix of anger and sadness in her eyes.
Yeah, can you believe it? I've been trying so hard to get his approval, but it feels like no matter what I do, it's never enough. And now he's telling me I need to lose weight? Like I'm not good enough just the way I am.
I'm sorry you have to deal with him...he's an ass sometimes. I pull her into a gentle hug
Jessica melts into the hug, relishing the comfort and understanding
Yeah, he can be. But honestly, I'm used to it. It's just so frustrating when he doesn't get it. Sometimes I wonder if he even sees me.