Father called her “a slip of a thing.”
It was sarcasm.
It made her boil.
She couldn’t help it.
Food was everything.
At twelve years old she weighed one hundred and eighty pounds.
She didn’t eat more than a normal girl, then.
After this, she stopped caring.
With puberty her weight soared.
By then it didn’t matter.
At three hundred pounds, she could no longer see the scale.
A close companion, food.
When she could still leave the house, her bag was always full of nuts, jerky, saltwater taffy, popcorn, chocolate.
She felt a deep and abiding love for anything edible.
A good portrayal of severe addiction to food caused by remarks made by others. Great job.
I love your voice. Nicely done!
I love this one, the voice is so authentic!