Who's lying, the mirror or the mind?
Jun. 24th, 2004 11:59 amOkay, this is a bit of fucked up.
I keep catching my reflection in elevator doors, the glass doors of the two downstairs suites, and in the bathroom multi-way mirrors. I don't like what I see. I see...too skinny. I see bone under the skin. I see lack of muscle. Does this mean my battle with my eating disorder has taken a significant turn for the better when I see myself as skinny and think I look disgusting and hideous? I'm pale as death. I look skeletal. I'm so puzzled. I thought I looked fine and healthy last night. I do have great muscle tone. I don't look as if I'm dying anymore. My breasts are still full, my ass is still round. But my face looks bad. My cheekbones are too sharp. My cheeks look sunken.
Is it because of my clothes? I'm wearing a tight black long-sleeved t-shirt and form-fitting black slacks. Where are my curves? All I see is bone.
I'm so confused. I'm stll healthy, aren't I?
I keep catching my reflection in elevator doors, the glass doors of the two downstairs suites, and in the bathroom multi-way mirrors. I don't like what I see. I see...too skinny. I see bone under the skin. I see lack of muscle. Does this mean my battle with my eating disorder has taken a significant turn for the better when I see myself as skinny and think I look disgusting and hideous? I'm pale as death. I look skeletal. I'm so puzzled. I thought I looked fine and healthy last night. I do have great muscle tone. I don't look as if I'm dying anymore. My breasts are still full, my ass is still round. But my face looks bad. My cheekbones are too sharp. My cheeks look sunken.
Is it because of my clothes? I'm wearing a tight black long-sleeved t-shirt and form-fitting black slacks. Where are my curves? All I see is bone.
I'm so confused. I'm stll healthy, aren't I?