I was scared but i had to. I dont know where i am if i dont know where i started. And even if its bad.. Its fuel for the fire...
Its bad. Real bad. I had to use the bf scales as i hid mine real well...
Even i cant remember where i put them..
So the numbet was in KG i dont use kg, i use pounds and stone.. So i had a moment of... Shit that's a big number.. What does it mean...
I am 63kg...9st 9lb apparently. According to Google...
I feel like i weigh 16 stone
I look like i weight 18 stone.
Im gonna try my scales at the weekend.
If it says im fatter im gonna cry. I almost did when i saw 63kg even tho i didn't understand what it meant it may as well have said 63stone cuz its what i thought...
Bright side is the latest family trauma has really helped me feel utterly shit and out of control. So my appetite has gone... I feel sick.. Sick sick sick...
I think im gonna buy some laxitives. I feel like my stomach is bloated allll the time. They may help...
At least now i have my number, i have a starting point i can compare and ensure im smaller than this by xmas.
Watch me shrink.
For i do not wish to stand tall in the
sunshine and the flowers
I want to disintegrate into the dirt
and feed the worms
with what flesh is left.
My number is 9.9/63kg
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