You're fat.

I wish my family could understand that when you're in college, stressing out about money, grades, and the future, the last concern on your mind is what you're eating.

Yes, I've gained a noticeable amount of weight in the past two years.
However, what I traded for the extra weight were good grades, some-what financial stability, and a plan for the future.

I work 2 jobs and I go to school full-time. I'm trying to pay most, if not all of my undergraduate debt before I get into my graduate debt. Sorry, but I'm not too concerned about eating a healthy meal for dinner when I have 2 finals the next day. I'm pretty much making that 5 minute cup of noodle to stuff in my face for 2 minutes so I can get back to studying.

And if I don't remember ever seeing you in my life time, even if you are my grandfather's brother, and you've flown from Australia to visit the family, the first words out of your mouth when I see/meet you cannot be "Wow, you're huge."
To think, I gave up time with friends to be ridiculed by "family."

Of course, at the end of the night , I got yelled at because I'm an "ungrateful" child, and that those individuals that I call "terribly, rude, people" just "care about my well-being."
Excuse me while I gag on air quotes.

If that's the way you show that you care about me, stop caring about me. I don't need you to.
Honestly, it's a wonder how I haven't developed an eating disorder yet.

And if I were to be completely honest, I would say I'm getting closer and closer to that bridge everyday I spend with my family.