On a family vacay and I’m really hating it. There are no scales in any of the hotel rooms and it’s really stressing me out. I can’t restrict because my parents are looking over my shoulder 24/7. I’ve gotten so fat science I left home and I hate it. Once I get back it’s restricting and counting no matter what, because I need to be skinny, I need it.

  • me: why are those guys staring at me
  • me: is there something on my face
  • me: is there something on my shirt
  • me: they're probably laughing at how ugly i am
  • me: they probably find it amusing how fat i am
  • friend: maybe they think you're cute
  • me: are you retarded or something