Im so fat. Im massive. All I do is eat. All I want is food. I’m either constantly craving food or eating it. It’s disgusting how much I eat. It’s disgusting how I look. It’s grotesque. I despise myself. I hate myself. Every inch of me. Every lump of fat. Every stomach roll. The way my thighs wobble and my bingo wings flap. I hate it. Yet all I think about is food. I’m one fat obese disgustingly hideous lump. Tomorrow I start my new job after a year out of work. Tomorrow instead of walking in and them all thinking I’m thin. They’ll take one look at me and think I’m fat. My stomach will bulge out of my dress. My fat will spill over. I bought some new heels today purposely to wear as heels make you look slimmer than flats. I’d rather cut my feet to shreds wearing heels than wear flats and look even fatter.