Give up sugar

Did you say it because you think I'm getting fat? Do you want to control that? Why do you worry about our weight so much? We can tell. I wasn't that chubby a child and yet I thought I was, and now, I can feel you being anxious about the way I look and the way I dress and...

It's almost worse than B's mother, who tells her outright she's too fat. Though I think she's perfect. It's all subtle, subtle because my Mum doesn't want to hurt, she just wants us to be happy, and so she'd never say I was getting fat. The way she goes about it is far more difficult to shrug off.

Or was it just because of my skin?

I walked five miles today. And overate.

I need to start controlling food again. Going home sends me like this, and it's not good but it's necessary to control something because I am currently expanding. But not to please her.

I am going mad.