You see me? Yea Im smiling.
Look at my eyes they are red and puffy.
Ask me if im fine.
Ill answer but Im lying.
I appear happiest of them all because when Im alone I cant stop crying.
My thighs get bigger.
My face gets rounder.
My jeans get tighter.
My shirts get smaller.
My bra gets tighter.
Eating becomes harder.
So obviously Im not that strong.
Honestly, Im not okay.
I wish I could tell them that Im crying out for help but I can't because when I open my mouth the words won't come out.
