Control and Acceptance
My weight loss is bittersweet
I feel happy while my body feels weak
I want to lose more so I eat less
But I have days where I eat everything in sight
And I feel disappointed
I had no control so I restrict
To gain it back
I restrict to control my life
And to look better
Maybe people will like me better if I am skinny
Maybe my family would accept me
Maybe I would accept myself
Every time I see a lower number
On the scale
It makes me feel happy
The voice in my head is proud and encourages more
So I continue my vicious cycle
Of bing and restrict
Even though I know its hurting me
And its hurting people who care about me
But I can't stop
Not until I am skinny
accepted
And taken seriously
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