Christmas Eve – and… donuts? 🍩🎄❄️️ ((or otherwise known as a time of general food anxiety, fear of weight gain, and constant body checking))
Such a balancing beam between the holidays we are born into believing in – and the reality that takes place when you have an eating disorder.
Went on a run this morning with my partner. Ran straight past a Dunkin Donuts. “Let’s get donuts for my family,” he said. “I got the dog; you go in and pick it out.”
I. Fucking. Cringed.