When you combine that with two days of irrepressible nausea, you're bound to get a bit thinner. Oddly, though, instead of being thrilled by how skinny I look, I'm a little upset.
I don't want to have to deal with a body that changes all the time. I know that's unrealistic, given that bodies are not static objects, but rather living vessels, constantly in flux. It just seems like I'll get used to my body in one state, and then it up and changes on me. It's hard enough to love this lumpy flesh-being without it surprising me all the time.
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