EATING DISORDERS: I GAVE AWAY MY SCALE

That’s right ~ my scale.  The metal thing, the one with the dial and numbers that has controlled my life for too long.

Didn’t seem to matter what the weather was, a beautiful warm sunny day, with the birds chirping outside, but that number shifting up instead of down sets the tone for the day and at times makes me believe I am  worthless and such a failure. I realize life shouldn’t be this way; yet it has been.

So this morning, as with every morning, I hopped on the scale and I was up 3 pounds.  I fell to my knees, so distraught and began to cry.  Then I thought, this is not the way to live.  Hubby just looked at me, and I said “hide this fucking thing, I don’t want to look at it anymore”.  And he did.

~~~ Deb

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