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the life that filled the gaps
in my jeans
tightens around my waist.
i can’t breathe.
i miss dying.
i know i’m not supposed to say that.
but i never had to think about tomorrow
and i liked the mirror.
maybe.
it’s not like i had the energy to look.
i eat now
because i want to live
but sometimes
my throat closes
when i swallow
and getting dressed in the morning
takes an hour.
at the end of it
i never want to leave my house again.
i know i’m not supposed to hate my body
but i do.
About the Creator
Sara
Don’t look for love.
Be love.
Comments (2)
I fought with self image in my teens, over exercised and skipped meals. I have found peace but still can become overtaken with shame. I loved being thin but it is not natural for my body type. Life is for living. I hope you find self 💕 love.
Supposed or not, we feel how we feel. I hope you find peace with it, though. It's you. Don't hate you.