
15/08/2025
I was over the moon when I became a bridesmaid for my best friend—until I got her "gift."
That morning, a box arrived from the bride. Pretty gift wrap with a bow—it looked sweet. But no.
Inside was a folder labeled "Wedding Prep." And it had nothing to do with the wedding itself—Melissa DEMANDED that I lose weight before her big day. Inside was a DIET plan with an absurdly low calorie count, bizarre "fat-burning" supplements, metabolism boosters, and other nonsense. She even included a list of foods I was FORBIDDEN to eat until after her wedding.
For context—I'm the one on the left in the photo—I've struggled with my weight for years. I've pushed myself to dangerous extremes, battled every eating disorder imaginable, suffered panic attacks, and more. For years, I couldn't even eat in front of friends without counting every calorie. I hated my body, even though the real problem was in my head.
Melissa has been my friend for many years—she knew all of this. She saw how hard I fought to get into recovery and finally accept myself exactly as I am. I truly thought she supported me. But that box erased all of it.
I swallowed my tears and immediately texted her:
"Mel, I felt awful getting your 'gift.' If my body is going to be a problem, I'd rather step down from the wedding party."
Her reply made things even worse:
"Jeez, stop being so dramatic! You HAVE to make an effort to look good at my perfect wedding! Pulling yourself together a little won’t kill you!"
I stared at my phone in disbelief, feeling guilty just for existing in my own body. I still don't know how to process it.
UPDATE: After tears and repeated talks with the bride, I realized I couldn't just let this insult slide. So I did the BEST thing I could and found a perfect way to put her IN HER PLACE.