Insane

Something crazy just happened.

I was in the bathroom, and spur of the moment decided to strip and weigh myself...

On the way to the scale, I'm thinking to myself, great- I'm going to see a higher number and want to kill myself be extremely upset.

I'm just sorta muttering to myself, and then I brace myself, hold my breath, and step onto the cool surface of the scale.

This morning, I was 108.2

It's the afternoon... of the same day.

I got up the courage to finally look down, and several red dashes blink back at me.

107.2

I blink.

It doesn't register.

I stare at the number.

"One oh seven?" I think to myself.

I quickly think back to what I was this morning...

and almost have a heart attack.

This has never happened before, and I'm going to take it as indicative of my further success.

I've worked hard, and now it's paying off.

Quite plentifully, indeed (;

~

Fiber day went well.

My daily intake was significantly lower than usual, which after two celery sticks totaled up to a whopping 9 calories, 2g carbs.

I feel like a boss.

I'm going to take this moment, to rant about something I keep seeing.

I've been spending more and more time of late on Tumblr,  on which there is an intense Pro-Ana following. However, what I'm seeing more frequently is girls saying, "I'm on day 9 of my water fast! Only had four pieces of fruit, three bites of pasta, six sips of pepsi..." *list goes on*

Bitch, shut the fuck up.

That is not a fast.

The only thing fast about what you just mentioned is how quickly your thighs are going to expand.

Anywho, I hope everyone is well-

because my life is truly amazing.

<3

xx