its august and you fall back into your eating habits. waiting for school to begin. and by september your tummy only hangs out a bit, and your thighs still touch. you’re not pleased, but you know you’ve still got work to do.
you walk into school on the first day feeling amazing. your outfit shows others that you’ve lost weight. condescending looks turn into jealous stares. all of them wondering the same thing. how did you do it? in your right hand you hold ice cold water and in the crook of your left you hold textbooks. september flies by like you do when you’re running to burn a few extra calories.
it’s october now and your stomach concaves and your thighs are inches apart. your sweater shows off your collarbones and your jaw could cut someone. you hold black coffee in your hand as you speed down to your class. the halloween dance is coming up. when you leave campus your phone buzzes a few names popping up asking you to the dance. you politely decline, enjoying the attention, but they didn’t care until you were skinny. as you walk home you find the perfect outfit for the dance. sadly it comes in one size, extra small. you don’t feel scared trying it on, and it’s a perfect fit.
halloween is here and you’re keeping up the good work and maintaining your weight. you jog home, not being able to contain the excitement for halloween this year. once you get home you go into a bathroom and strip your clothes off of you. as you stare into your body you step on the scale. your ugw reads on the scale. you hug your body and hop into the shower, cleaning up all the sweat.
you dry off and prepare to start your makeup. you don’t need much foundation anymore due to all the water you drink. and you don’t need contour, your angular face shows it all. you look into the mirror with your costume on and a smile lights up your face.
perfection.
it takes three months to see change in your body.
it takes twenty one days to develop a habit.
it takes time to reach your goal weights but you can’t reach them if you haven’t started extending your arm.
To the bones, my love. 