Shh...

I'm Charlotte. I'm twenty one, in a very happy D/lg relationship and I have Borderline Personality Disorder and EDNOS, but I have my good moments too.

I am having a MAJOR freak out about my weight/size/body/how gross looking I am in general. I’m at my mums about to go out for lunch with my grandparents and I want to cry because I’m stuck in my body.
I’ve been eating whatever I wanted for the past month and I am fucking huge. Everything I worked so hard for is being covered up under a disgusting layer of fat and I only have myself to blame.
I do not want to feel like this anymore. I want to feel like I’m getting smaller, not bigger, I want to feel in control of my body again, instead of feeling like there’s excess flesh spilling out, more and more every day. I hate my body so much, but even more, I hate myself for being so lazy and greedy. Fat pig.