“But you’re fine” that’s what they say.
That’s what they always tell you.
But I don’t feel fine.
“So what if you’ve gained weight, you’re fine”
That’s how they continue.
But I don’t think “so what?”
I see more writing in my food diary, the increased number on the scale, an unhappy girl in the mirror looking at me.
I am that unhappy girl.
I’m trying to ignore the numbers and the thoughts but I’ve, simply put, struggled this week. I’m in a bit of a rut and I’m not sure how I can get out of it.