Last night, I had a friend complain about being fat. She pinched the gooey deposit on my hip, and said, "God, how do you do that? How are you so little?" I wanted to hit her, I wanted to scream, but I just laughed awkwardly, and said, "It's just stress."
I'm scared that I'm not going to be able to start restricting once I get back to school. I'm scared that I'm going to always be this way, that I'm always going be fat.