Fighting Food

Food was always troublesome 

I never had a favorite 

My portions had to be smaller than theirs

This body needed to be thinner

 

Food became a chore

I could barely get the energy to cook 

My portions kept decreasing 

This body was getting thinner 

 

People noticed this 

I heard joy in their voice

My body had been too big before 

This body was more successful 

 

People congratulated and applauded me 

I had done so well 

My body was still decreasing 

This was what they wanted for me 

 

Stories of success

I joined the list 

My weight decreased twenty pounds in two months 

This was miraculous to them

 

Stories of concern 

I didn’t belong there 

My body wasn’t tiny to start 

This is only a disease when you’re ribs stick out

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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