poem: 100
I don’t even know who I am looking at in in mirror,
I see a different version of me in different places.
Sometimes I feel disgusting
I feel guilty after eating what I need to eat
Each day that I weigh myself I don’t know really feel like the number is right.
I don’t know what I actually look like.
I see the same body I used to see months ago.
And it makes me not want to stop so I can reach that number.
I feel weak and tired,
But
It’s addicting.