Eating is getting out of hand.
Once again I'm binging.
Piling on the pounds.
I dread to think what the scales would say.
I feel so uncomfortable in myself.
With all this extra skin.
In a body that I often feels alien to me.
It makes me all edgy.
No wonder I can't relax.
I need to lose.
To be smaller, my smallest.
How I feel safest.
And most connected with my body.
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