This Is Not Beautiful!

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As  I stood there in front of the scale all I could do is stare. I knew I shouldn't step on it. It will only bring bad thoughts but I do it any way. I slowly bring one foot onto the scale and see that the screen lights up red which means its turning on. As I bring my other foot to the scale I slowly close my eyes afraid of what the number is going to be. I take a deep breath and count to ten. I finally open my eyes to see that I have lost another five pounds. Even though this was my goal my head is filled with shame. I'm still not satisfied. "Because your starving yourself" a voice in my head says. I tried to just ignore it but then another voice says "because you're fat". I'm going crazy right? I have to be going crazy. I have to tell someone.

I'm Not Crazy, I Swear.  // h.sVerhalen om door geobsedeerd te raken. Ontdek het nu