THIS IS ABOUT ME PROBABLY. (apparently women writers do only that)

stupid fat kid has issues because she can't julienne vegetables on Junior Masterchef 2011. She is sweating and almost crying, but those veggies are still coming out too thickly. She is an imbecile, a failure, a fatty. A cockroach strolls out from under the counter, over her sandalled foot, she yelps, chops, and slices as thinly as she ever will again. The cockroach is unaware. The girl is momentarily overjoyed but is never, ever able to recreate that skill again. Because it wasn't a skill, it was an accident. She remains fat throughout her Privileged Western Life.