This is driving me nuts! I used to be good weighing between two certain numbers (don't want to trigger anyone with numbers) and I didn't panic. It was a healthy weight, though the lowest I could be and still be in the "normal" range. But now, it just isn't enough. I want to be on the lowest end of that scale and I lack only one pound of being there. But I keep MAKING myself eat and not drop that last pound and it's just got me tied in knots. I can't think about anything else. I mean, I do think of other things, but I keep coming back to this. It's just ONE pound, ffs. Why is it bothering me like this? Who the hell cares? Except for me. I think if I could just lose that last pound, I'd be happy, but I know that isn't true. I know I'd want one more to be "safe" and then all hell breaks loose. But it's making me BONKERS!!!!!!!
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