...and I don't know how to stop him.
I've seen the way he looks when something sizzles on the grill, dripping in sauce. I've sensed his eagerness and hunger for those French Fried potatoes and meatless, greasy patties at any fast food chain. I've tasted the abundance of his saliva in my mouth when he samples the air, full of fragrant sweetness due to cakes and cookies...
He's strong. Very Strong. Stronger than me at times...
I'm trying so hard to live this new life, one of health and stability, fighting everyday to resist.
I'm scared I'm losing. Even now, I can feel him inside me, pondering what he shall get his chubby hands on, debating just how much he can stuff in his face before the thinner one takes control again, and mentally scolds him.
My biggest fear? That they are merging into one person. The guilt is strong. Stronger than the Fat man.... but doesn't come until after he's gone.
How the hell do you motivate yourself to stay? It's hard.
I've seen the way he looks when something sizzles on the grill, dripping in sauce. I've sensed his eagerness and hunger for those French Fried potatoes and meatless, greasy patties at any fast food chain. I've tasted the abundance of his saliva in my mouth when he samples the air, full of fragrant sweetness due to cakes and cookies...
He's strong. Very Strong. Stronger than me at times...
I'm trying so hard to live this new life, one of health and stability, fighting everyday to resist.
I'm scared I'm losing. Even now, I can feel him inside me, pondering what he shall get his chubby hands on, debating just how much he can stuff in his face before the thinner one takes control again, and mentally scolds him.
My biggest fear? That they are merging into one person. The guilt is strong. Stronger than the Fat man.... but doesn't come until after he's gone.
How the hell do you motivate yourself to stay? It's hard.