Dear diary,
When I introduced myself in front of the class as the Sophie Speirs that had studied there for the last 11 years, it was clear that when they came this year they thought to the 'fat girl' who wouldn't say anything they pushed her or said something mean. I wasn't the Sophie Spiers they expected.
I was slightly embarrassed about speaking in front of all these people even though that used to be my thing.
I realised that I was more conscious now that I knew I had a few eyes staring at me. And it wasn't a sort of attention I liked.
It felt, I don't know, weird.
I don't want this, 2 and a half months of dieting.
I'm tired.
I'm just gonna sleep.
I hope that tomorrow everything goes back to normal after the surprise has faded.
