Diet.

2.2

The scale must be broken.

The numbers are dancing higher.

100
101
102
103
104
105
106
107
and so on...

but the creator of scales can go to hell because that genius has caused so much trouble.

I cannot handle the way that the numbers taunt me but the voices in my head are saying don't kick the stool.

It's just the constant taunting and torture makes me feel so small.

Why can't I be what I feel?

Because our feelings are us, we are not them.

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