Well-being (a five-minute #freewrite)

This was not good for my well-being.

I looked down at the meagre portion before me. It was a “salad” with a side of tasteless rice. Now, I say “salad” because I honestly wouldn’t call this a salad. It was a single leaf of lettuce, one shrivelled cherry tomato, and the tiniest sliver of an onion… and no dressing to make it more palatable.

How could they call this a “decent meal”? Were they insane?

I looked over at them, smiling and eating their flavourless helping of the little white specks. It was undercooked, but they didn’t seem to realise. They were definitely insane. I poked at my piece of lettuce and sighed. It was all I was going to get. I finished my helping within the minute and stared at my plate, dejectedly.

This crap was not worth it. I worked ten hours a day. Ten hours of backbreaking labour that these people would never understand, for a pittance that would be deemed criminal in other, more civilised countries, and I come home to this. A piece of lettuce and undercooked rice. I needed protein. I needed nutrients. I needed something, anything, to help repair my body after near-killing myself in the sun all day.

Of course, I could complain. But they would just tell me how ungrateful I was. How dare I complain about this fantastic feast that was good enough for them but not good enough for me.

My mum looked over at my dad and smiled, “I think we eat too much. Perhaps we should cut down on our servings tomorrow.”

“Yes, dear. I know what you mean… I think I’m getting fatter.”

I pushed myself away from the table and went to my room. I was going to die here, I knew it.


Today is Day 355 of @mariannewest’s five-minute #freewrite challenge! Today’s prompt is – well-being – and this is what I came up in the five minutes before the eggtimer website went beep-beep, beep-beep at me.

If you would like to join in, you can find today’s challenge behind these blue words!

I might have channeled someone I know in this freewrite. It was all I could think about when I saw “well-being” as the prompt. I asked permission before posting. He was fine with it because I captured his woe perfectly… it breaks my heart.

The photo I used for my header is a CC0 image courtesy of Pixabay.

 

Thank you for reading! 🙂