As I pass you in the hallway, you look at me while trying not to laugh.
Am I that disgusting?
I know your friends have seen my at the gym. They have seen me sweat my ass off.
My journey started a long time ago. I was 72,5 kg. I haven't stepped on the scale since then.
And you wanna know why?
I'm scared to see another number and I'm scared to dissapoint myself.
I'm scared, once again, of not being good enough.

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Teen FictionIt's not my fault. I mean, I never asked for any of this. I can't help that it's in my genes. I can't help that I'm fat.