My body goes through phases where it’s simply not hungry and I’m currently in it. I love it sm. I ate two slices of toast bc I thought I was going to work and didn’t want to pass out. My body hated it. I just like drinking my green tea and playing mobile games.
I love feeling light like a feather. I love the feeling of hunger pains. The way baggy jeans slip to my hips and how jumpers no longer make me feel like the elephant in the room. I love being skinny so much. I wouldn’t give it up for anything.
I made myself sick last night. For the first time in a while. I ate something just bc I could, not bc I was hungry and felt disgusted with myself and wanted it out 😵💫
I don’t wanna go that path again but if I can’t keep my fat mouth closed then so be it.
People talk about reaching their goal weight so their rings can slip off/be too big but um AHHHHHH if this fucking ring flys off my finger one more time bruhh😭😤