Dear Diary,
The scale and I had a little chat today. Apparently, I’m gaining weight which is deeply inconvenient because my acid reflux has returned, dramatically, like a washed-up diva refusing to leave the stage.
I need to lose weight urgently, not for health (though I hear that's a nice side effect), but because I’m heading back to university. And let’s be honest: respect is easier to earn when you take up slightly less space. Thinness, apparently, is still the most accepted form of credibility.
So yes, it’s back to hunger disguised as discipline, cardio disguised as “self-care,” and pretending it’s all for wellness, not survival in a world that loves you more when there's less of you.
Moving Onward into the glamorous spiral of social acceptability.