I'm getting fatter.Every morning, I try to be good. Sometime..
🕑 Added 2025-02-11 22:00:37 +0000 UTC
I'm getting fatter.Every morning, I try to be good. Sometimes, I succeed. Other days, I'm pouring maple syrup over a stack of pancakes and greasy bacon. A couple hours later, it's creamy butter chicken over rice, junk food and a sweet tea. For dinner? Six fried chicken strips, fries and more sweet tea! I guess that explains why I've been gaining weight recently. And yet I don't stop- because I don't want to, and you don't want me to.It's no surprise I can't lose weight.Lunch comes, and I don't hold back. A savory, filling Indian dish- home-cooked by me! I wash it all down with a sugary drink. And I peel off my skin-tight top and jeans, showing off the pale, jiggly consequences of my daily reckless eating. I grab my snacks and head to the couch, to binge-watch junky reality TV shows until it's time for my next meal.You love this, don't you?By dinner time, I should already be full and satisfied. But I'm ravenous. My tongue wants the flavor. My body needs all of those calories. My stretchmarks look a little angry today. And every bite pushes me further, stretching out my overfed belly. I know what this means for me- why my clothes never fit and why my body keeps changing. It's not easy keeping a belly like this topped off all the time.
