It’s easy for you, they say.

It’s easy for you, they say.
I remember leaving my house at a cold, dark night, while the wind is blowing so hard I can hardly hold the door, and start running.
It’s easy for you, you don’t grow fat.
I remember not having a second portion at the festive table.
It’s easy for you, you are never cold.
I remember not feeling my frozen toes in my wet shoes.
It’s easy for you, you have plenty of time.
I remember putting on my cold running clothes after reading the bedtime story in the evening.
It’s easy for you, you have enough money.
I remember waiting long hours for the bus every day to get home.
It’s easy for you, you never get ill.
I remember when hot water hurts my skin and I can only hope I have not got cold out in the rain.
It’s easy for you, they say.
I’m wondering: is it easy for me?