I’m a plus-size woman. I have health issues, and to be considerate, I always buy two plane tickets — my space, my responsibility. This flight was no different: two seats by the window, headphones on, ready to go.

Then she walked in — tall, slim, flawless. She stopped beside me, sneered, and said, “Ugh.” When I asked if she was talking to me, she replied with a glare and, “I’m not sitting next to you.”

“These are my seats,” I explained, showing both tickets.

“How can someone let themselves go like this? Have you seen yourself?” she spat. Then louder, “People like you shouldn’t even be flying!” Passengers turned to watch.

I pressed the call button. Calmly, I told the flight attendant I was being harassed. The woman’s seat was in another row — she just refused to sit near me. The attendant asked her to move, but she argued and accused the crew of “discrimination against slim people.”

Minutes later, the head flight attendant returned: “By the captain’s decision, you are being removed from the aircraft.” She turned pale, argued, but was escorted off.

After takeoff, the crew brought me dessert and a note: You are strong. And worthy. Thank you for your kindness.

I don’t need approval. I’m just tired of living by other people’s standards.