The new thing with my family is me being anorexic. That's right, you read it right. I am "starving" myself to death, just wasting away one pound at a time.
This pisses me off like nothing else on earth. No one is anorexic when they're obese and eating daily (sometimes even more then they should). I am in no way, shape or form "thin." I am not losing weight just for the hell of it. You would think I was a size 2, just walking around pinching skin all day. I can, literally, hold my stomach and cradle it. To be short, I've got more than a few pounds to lose.
I wish I could just get a pat on the back or, better yet, for people to just keep their mouth shut. :/ I'll take all this "thin" crap when I actually look that way.
The Countdown
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