Two days left. I can’t do this. Not on my own. I’m not strong enough.
What if I forget that it’s okay to gain weight? What if I start thinking that fat is bad, even though I know it’s not? What if the world turns up the volume on its “skinny is beautiful” messages and I forget that loud doesn’t equal true?
What if I forget how to love myself?
I keep tapping my foot and wiggling around. How could anyone think I’m “better”?
I’m a total fraud.