Azure Jane Lunatic (Azz) 🌺 (
azurelunatic) wrote2003-08-10 02:10 am
The other side of the body thing
I have a friend from waaaaay back when, Ginger. (
swallowtayle: she's one of the friends of the family, has two sisters, her dad's a lawyer, family's in Juneau, and the middle sister's name is the same as our mutual ex-girlfriend's.)
Ginger is thin. Ginger is skinny. Ginger is blonde, blue eyed, maybe 5'1", and (last I heard from her) somewhere in the neighborhood of sizes 2/0.
Ginger is in the hospital far too much, and worries about her weight. Not because she thinks she's fat, but because she knows she's dangerously thin. Every time she's sick, she loses weight, and she has to work to gain it back to where it was before, let alone to a place where she'll be comfortable.
I worry about her. Not mentally, so much, as she's got a healthy ideal of what her body should be like, but physically, because she's not able to get there.
Ginger is thin. Ginger is skinny. Ginger is blonde, blue eyed, maybe 5'1", and (last I heard from her) somewhere in the neighborhood of sizes 2/0.
Ginger is in the hospital far too much, and worries about her weight. Not because she thinks she's fat, but because she knows she's dangerously thin. Every time she's sick, she loses weight, and she has to work to gain it back to where it was before, let alone to a place where she'll be comfortable.
I worry about her. Not mentally, so much, as she's got a healthy ideal of what her body should be like, but physically, because she's not able to get there.
