Upon discovering a thin line...

By Sarabeth

I know I haven't posted in...well...nearly forever, but here are some thoughts. -Sara

Upon discovering a thin line...

There is a thin line between being "normal" and being "wrong".
Being normal is possessing 20 more pounds than I do, if you happen to be my height.
Being wrong is being upset because what you -do- happen to weigh is 20 pounds more than you used to.
A normal person in my position would decide that 20 under was good enough.
A normal person would chalk the new 20 up to college and crappy diets.
But I'm wrong.
The new 20 means I'm no longer a size 2.
The girl next door wears smaller shirts than me.
I bought my first medium.
Normal people wouldn't mind.
I mind.
But someone who is wrong would lose the new 20.
They wouldn't eat, they would exercise.
I don't.
I still eat.
I wish I didn't, but I do.
I'm walking on a line...I'm not "normal", I'm not "wrong".
Not by society's standards.
So I've discovered this line.
It's thin.
How ironic.
And I'm walking it.

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