You’re fat you’re fat you’re fat. Who do you think you are, carrying on as if you can eat anything you want to. No no. Look at you! Can’t you see all the fat? Where have you been? It’s EVERYWHERE. gross. You are disgusting.

I am, oh my gosh. I finished running on the treadmill at the gym, and went into the locker room. And there I was. Obviously fat. I panicked. How could I even finish working out now, knowing everyone is watching this fat ugly girl trying to work out. So I left the gym feeling very panicked and about to cry.

I feel defeated. I lose because I am never not going to be fat.

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