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In a flash, the thoughts come back - "you're fat". Why? This illogical phrase used to put me in a haze, made me a slave, to its demands I'd cave. Broken. My stomach feels bigger, so do my legs, does my face look fatter? Maybe it's what you ate. You need to fix it, or I will berate. Watch it. Weight gain not acceptable, definitely not allowed, do you really want to look like a cow? Punish yourself, less in, more out, look at you, you're just becoming more stout. Silence. These feelings are feelings, these thoughts aren't true. All they want is for madness to ensue. Triggered by perceptions, automatic and vile, deeply convincing, at least for a while. Now, deep down, I know the truth. I'm healthy and active, no more to do. Fluctuations are normal, restriction is a trap. These thoughts and worries are a big load of crap. I'll move my attention, to more important things. The blueness of the sky, the joys of spring. Growth. Feel my hair in the breeze, hiking in the trees, laughing with friends, around food more at ease. Triumph.
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Apr 4, 2022
Apr 4, 2022 at 7:41 PM UTC
Growth
In a flash, the thoughts come back - "you're fat". Why? This illogical phrase used to put me in a haze, made me a slave, to its demands I'd cave. Broken. My stomach feels bigger, so do my legs, does my face look fatter? Maybe it's what you ate. You need to fix it, or I will berate. Watch it. Weight gain not acceptable, definitely not allowed, do you really want to look like a cow? Punish yourself, less in, more out, look at you, you're just becoming more stout. Silence. These feelings are feelings, these thoughts aren't true. All they want is for madness to ensue. Triggered by perceptions, automatic and vile, deeply convincing, at least for a while. Now, deep down, I know the truth. I'm healthy and active, no more to do. Fluctuations are normal, restriction is a trap. These thoughts and worries are a big load of crap. I'll move my attention, to more important things. The blueness of the sky, the joys of spring. Growth. Feel my hair in the breeze, hiking in the trees, laughing with friends, around food more at ease. Triumph.
rising-up
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Apr 4, 2022
Apr 4, 2022 at 7:41 PM UTC
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