It’s not in my nature to depend on other people for things and I never expected them to. But sometimes – there are those times – when you wish for someone to really, actually care. If you’ve eaten already, if you need anything, and will notice changes in you (eventhough they’re not really that obvious).
I’m growing skinnier each day. And it’s not good. I was not born skinny. I was a chubby child back then. But as they say, things happen and then here I am now. It’s getting serious since even people I’ve only just met are commenting why I’m so skinny. I can see that too since my pants are getting loose and soon I can’t live without a belt. Hahaha!
Anyway, who can ever help me more than my own self? It’s just that I don’t easily notice that I’m not eating right or that I’m eating too little unless someone actually tells me. That’s something unfamiliar in this house where each one is responsible for his or her self. Maybe I just really need to condition my mind that I need to eat… Oh how I want to be a little fatter than what I am now. I’m really starting to feel sorry for myself for being so thin.
Whatever.
Food! Come to me!
