I took a good look at myself this morning. The arms scarred from an old habit of cutting. The emerging hipbones. The thighs that still touch a little. I tried to remember how and why I began to associate thinness with perfection. I couldn't.
I wonder sometimes how this story will end...
Anyway... I am excited for this weekend! Derek, my boyfriend, has a wrestling tournament, so I'm going to go and cheer for him. :)
Juice fast is still on.
Love to anyone & everyone who reads! <3
Nat
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Hope the wrestling tournament went well :)
ReplyDeleteI wish I knew when I decided that if I was going to be perfect, I might as well be thin.
And I wish I could take it back.
Good luck dear,
hope everything is going well.
Love, Andy