Starving themselves at the very thought of this sentence.
Puking their lungs out, at the thought of this sentence.
"I am fat."
And do you know what's the irony here?
I'm one of them too; though of course I do not go through overly drastic measures.
I'm one of them too; though of course I do not go through overly drastic measures.
I'm not here to pinpoint them, neither to insult the people who pretend to be under this situation. Rather, I'm here to tell you how the genuine ones feel. From what I've read, from what I feel.
Feeling just "fat" doesn't just include the desire to become thinner, to eat less.
Do you know the torture of looking at food, head filled with either warnings, or filled with calculations to measure the amount of calorie in the food. Do you know the amount of guilt that's left in both our stomach, our hearts, our mind, after we have eaten something?
The urge to vomit everything out. The urge to tear away the huge thing that resides on our body. The urge to sit at the corner and cry...for not being able to look nice in every clothes, for not being able to blend in well with our other beautiful statuesque friends, for being imperfect.
For being fat.
It isn't easy, living in the bodies of such people. It is not as easy as you think, to just eat normally as and when they preferred. It is especially difficult to just hear words of advice, saying "you're not fat! don't do this to yourself! eat normally!" when they are all but just words. Easy to be said.
What do you think these plain words mean to us? Mean to these people who have had themselves convinced over a million times with the complete opposite?
They are all just pleasing to the eyes..but not enough to cure the pain. The hatred we feel for ourselves. Anyway, do you mean what you say, or are you just saying for the sake of saying?
That's my perception of people who're like that, anyway.
Over and out.
Feeling just "fat" doesn't just include the desire to become thinner, to eat less.
Do you know the torture of looking at food, head filled with either warnings, or filled with calculations to measure the amount of calorie in the food. Do you know the amount of guilt that's left in both our stomach, our hearts, our mind, after we have eaten something?
The urge to vomit everything out. The urge to tear away the huge thing that resides on our body. The urge to sit at the corner and cry...for not being able to look nice in every clothes, for not being able to blend in well with our other beautiful statuesque friends, for being imperfect.
For being fat.
It isn't easy, living in the bodies of such people. It is not as easy as you think, to just eat normally as and when they preferred. It is especially difficult to just hear words of advice, saying "you're not fat! don't do this to yourself! eat normally!" when they are all but just words. Easy to be said.
What do you think these plain words mean to us? Mean to these people who have had themselves convinced over a million times with the complete opposite?
They are all just pleasing to the eyes..but not enough to cure the pain. The hatred we feel for ourselves. Anyway, do you mean what you say, or are you just saying for the sake of saying?
That's my perception of people who're like that, anyway.
Over and out.
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