Izzy and Susie popped around today. When they left, they did something that really upset me.

I was standing outside on the doorstep saying goodbye to them when Susie said in a loud voice, “Look at the state of your eyebrows. When did you last have them plucked? They look a right mess.”

I was really embarrassed; Sam was in her driveway and looked over. I’m very aware of the fact that I look a state, but I didn’t need it pointing out to me.

Once they were across the road, Izzy called across to me to turn around and then shouted, “When’s it due?” She laughed and started talking about how big I’ve got and how fat I looked until I couldn’t listen anymore, and I shut the door.

All of the children heard and were shocked. They couldn’t believe they’d both been so nasty to me.

I went upstairs and cried.

It’s bad enough that I get nasty comments from Tom all of the time, but now from my sisters too. Am I really that bad? If my sisters and my partner are all saying the same thing, it must be true.

I must be disgusting.