I lost five pounds.
I was feeling significantly heavier today, so I glanced at the scale, sitting in the corner, gleaming as if daring me to step upon it.
Of course.
All five pounds. Gained back. Staring up at me.
Wonderful. Just fucking wonderful.
I start eating again for one fucking week and I gain five fucking pounds.
Fuck.
It's just not fucking fair.
Some people can be as skinny as they want without having to do anything.
Some people have high metabolism. (Excuse me if I spelled that wrong, for it's a word I try to avoid in my case.)
But no, not me. Because I just have these great family genes. Thick, big-framed family fucking genes.
Fuck.
Please do not give me the "Anorexia is Dangerous" speech. Especially if you're going to be harsh about it.
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Fat.
December 7th, 2007 at 11:04am