I Miss You


I had to give up my scale today. I cried when I walked past the spot where it normally sits. I miss my scale. It’s so hard not weighing myself obsessively. It’s so hard not knowing that number. It’s so hard giving up that control. Imagine the song below is a song to my scale.

I miss my scale so much, and it’s only been gone less than a day. I might do some art around this. My scale really is the voice inside my head. It dictates so much about how my day will go, how I will eat, how my mood will be, how much I will exercise, etc. I feel lost without it.


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  1. Don’t worry about it! I’ve been following your journey for a while, and I can tell you have so much courage!! I’m proud of you for making that change ๐Ÿ™‚

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  2. Think of the satisfaction you felt destroying your butterfly. Now think of the same satisfaction you can feel as you again freed yourself of another part of your eating disorder. Was it a good loss or a bad loss? If it was controlling your life, then getting rid of it makes it a good loss in my book. I am proud of you for taking that step. Not easy. But you did it!

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