Of living this life
I hate myself so much.
I used to have so much fun, I used to laugh all the time, go out with friends, eat whatever, whenever i felt like it.
My whole mood of the day depends on what the scales tell me in the morning when i wake up.
I shout and my parents for the slightest things, we don't realise it, but something so simple as food, something so 'everyday' and 'ordinary' in 'normal' life, has taken over.
I used to be so sporty,
i used to train for County Netball/ Badminton 4times a week, then on the weekend and other times during the week i used to have my own horse, so i'd fuss over and ride him.
I've lost him, he's gone to a new home now so that mom says i have some more 'free time'
i stress my mom out. The person all my life where i've told everything and shared everything, know's nothing about this, this is the biggest secret i've ever kept from her. I cant be 100% truthfull to my boyfriend, he is my best friend and one of my only friends i have, which is why he's my everything, i cant even tell him about my problem.
or how sick i feel in the mind
How constantly i have to go on the scales
How discutsting i feel; and how everyone would probably be better off without me.
To have people stare at you, and WISH you would eat something infront of them, just
this once, so that THEY can feel better about themselves that your eating.
Although your absaloutly terrified to eat infront of them because what your mind is telling you that they are constantly looking at you, and if you even look at food they're gonna call you a Fat Pig, and tell all their mates to look at FATTY over there eying up the food.
You can be absaloutly starving, and when you go into the kitchen to look into the cupboards all you think of is how fat you'll get if you eat it.
Or you CANT eat it, you just cant swallow it because really deep down you know you dont want it.
Your mom tries to help you, and you tell her that you've eaten, even though you dont because anything you eat on your own, you feel like your only cheating yourself. So you just dont..
When you burst out crying in the Supermarket and spend over an hour in one isle looking on the back of food labels and do not leave to you are completely satisfied you have bought the most lowest calorie/fat product you can find.
What you really want, what you really search for, is something that will fill you up, something that you can chew and swallow, that will satisfy you
that contains 0Calories and 0fat.
except, that food never exists.
and you hate yourself for it.
You cry infront of the mirror everytime you look at it because there is still this fat lump staring back at you.
Constantly feeling cold
Dizzy
Unloved
Uncared for
Listless
Tired
Wobbley
every step is an effort
yest every step you take, you keep gonig because you know that every step will eventually make you feel better because you'll be losing weight.
and everytime you gain it.
you drop. straight back down again,
feeling self hatred in yourself
feeling miserable.