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Slap in the face
After a few weeks of crash dieting, I'm now supposed to eat 3 meals a day, and snacks. I got tired of arguing with everyone, so I just went along with it. Ate as little as I could get away with. I exercise in the morning and at night, an hour each time.
Went jeans shopping today. Had to pick the ones on the very bottom of the pile. Three thin girls came over as this was going on, looked at each other, giggled, and took some from the top of the pile.
Needless to say, having a not so great self-esteem day. (aka, sitting in my room bawling my eyes out. cool.)
Anyone else have the embarrassment & shame of wearing 'the bottom of the pile'? Because it sucks.
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