The Girl Who Weeped Like A Willow

body inspector

trigger warning: eating disorder

sometimes i don't want to eat.

i look in the mirror and wonder how my body got the way it is.

the love handles at my hips, the cellulite on my thighs, the scars on my skin, the stretch marks that seem to take over parts of my body like tree roots.

but my weight is the main thing i hate about my appearance.

I'm not overweight but I'm not the weight the world wants me to be.

I think about skipping meals to maybe lose a few pounds.

I wish food didn't have bad intentions.

I see girls on the internet wearing tiny bikinis with their flat tummies and thin thighs that barely meet in the middle.

I want to be that carefree girl who has a nice body that nobody will judge.

I don't want to think about the extra fat bulging out my sides at the top of my hips or the fat on my back that folds over for the world to see.

I just want to hide, hide my body, hide myself... so then no one has to see the things that I see on myself.

I want to save the world from the monstrosity that is... me.