Day Eleven

A few pieces of news.

A couple of months ago I was in the bathroom, naked, about to jump into the shower. I stepped onto the scale and it read 53 kg.

I kept this disgusting piece of information to myself and have abstained from daily weigh-ins since.

Until today.

Recently I've been hearing a lot of comments about my lack of weight. I wondered whether my 53 kg days were finally behind me.

I had my coat on. I weighed 45 kg.

I haven't been 45 kg since before I met Jez.

I didn't have breasts before I met Jez, either.

Thanks and no thanks?