TW: disordered eating
i don’t know if i have an eating disorder, but i’ve struggled with disordered eating for such a long time. i keep pushing myself not to eat while i’m hungry so i don’t feel it anymore. my mother always asks about my weight, even when i’m completely fine. it’s frustrating to have people constantly comment about my weight or how my hair is thinning. even if it’s in a good way, it’s not helpful. either way, my mother doesn’t comment when it’s a concern (or it doesn’t feel like it at least) because she has body shamed me for my small amount of stomach fact multiple times and so has my other family members before. they question what i’m eating and why i eat certain things, saying stuff like “you’ll gain weight from that” or “that again? you’ve had a lot of those” it sucks to be under a microscope 24/7 for everything i do. it can be weight, acne, what i wear, how i talk, and my body dysphoria from being trans. i’m so tired. i try my hardest not to care about their opinions, but they make me feel bad for not caring about their hateful opinions and it’s also hard to hear it 24/7.
it’s also weird because i’m scared of gaining weight, but i’m scared of losing it. sometimes i like being small, sometimes i hate how small i am. sometimes i just don’t ever want to eat and get rid of every part of body. i’ve always struggled to gain weight and i know it’s NOT (i meant to put not originally but it got skipped or something) the same as fat shaming, but it hurts to have my weight be a topic and have people tell me “i’m too skinny” or “i could literally break your arm, gain some weight” or “your stomach fat looks like a pouch” (which my mother has told me so thanks for that mother). i just wish i could leave this place and it seems like every problem i have is rooted in living in this place. i just want to live without fear.