I wish
Unnoticed
I feel like my parents want me to develop a eating disorder. ANYTHING to get their fat ugly daughter skinny.
Timing
I hadn’t ate anything all day, the second i pick up a small bag of saltines at 1030 pm, my mom walks in, tells me to stop being a pig.
Is this good? cuz i feel like shit
Truth untold
We may be eating disordered but we are not stupid.
If we could see how tiny we are we would not post pictures/posts saying we look huge. We don’t see how tiny we are, we see the monster that is feeding our disordered thoughts, and that monster is so huge, you cannot begin to imagine.
He want that cake cake cake cake cake cake cake cake cake cake cake cake cake cake cake.
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WHY
Today I was planning on 300 but I ran a few miles so I let myself go to 500.
I came home and toke a pinch of a chocolate chip cookie, my mom saw and said this,
“Lately you’ve been doing a lot of sitting too much on ur butt and a lot of eating too!”
HOW WOULD SHE KNOW WHAT I WAS EATING?? if she was never home? Can she not see that I am struggling with this already? Why add oil to the all-consuming fire??
I feel guilty for eating and for that I thank her. My own mother made me feel like shit, so I hate her too.
