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Had kind of a strange night... Went to a friend's birthday party. Did really well avoiding temptations. I only had one glass of wine, even though I'd included two into my calories for today, just drank diet coke after that, which probably wasn't such a good idea since I'm now wide awake in the middle of the night. Someone ordered heaps of bar snacks, bread, dips, lots of deep fried stuff etc, but I wasn't even remotely tempted. Anyway, was talking with a friend of mine and this other girl, about body image, etc, well, I didn't actually contribute to the conversation, just listened, mesmerised. And my friend, who I've known for about two years, told us she used to have an eating disorder, and how it's messed up every relationship she's had, and how she was always worried she was too fat (she is absolutely gorgeous by the way). I had no idea, though admittedly we're not that close, but I was amazed at how honest and open she was about it. The other girl agreed that it's very hard to constantly be faced with society's pressure to be thin. I sort of nodded in agreement as well, and then - and this is the weird part - she looked at me and went: 'But you're so skinny'. And my friend said 'Yes, she is'.
It was so bizarre, I just started laughing. And then I felt incredibly self-conscious.
I don't know what their idea of skinny is, but I do have a mirror.
I was so sad to hear about my friend's eating disorder though, but I got the impression she has pretty much completely recovered. I certainly hope that's the case. For a split second I kind of wanted to say something, to let her know she's not alone, but, I'm a coward. I don't want anyone to know. Especially not since I've more or less accepted being like this, and I feel pretty good now that I'm restricting again and being in control.
Fuck, I'm pathetic. But I don't really care right now. I'm losing weight and I'm happy. A true definition of a vain, self-centred bitch.
I should probably try to get some sleep now.
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