I need pants. 
I mean really desperately.  I think I have two pairs of jeans that fit and three pairs of professional pants that don’t make my rear look hideous.
But, see, I can’t get pants.
Nah, it’s not because of the economy.  It’s not even because I hate to shop in general (which is true).  It’s because I feel FAT today.  Really fat.  Like I’ve gained 20 pounds overnight.  Like my belly needs its own zip code.
And it’s all crap and just my head and my disordered eating and my messed up body image.  Yet knowing that doesn’t make it go away.
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