Or  that’s what it feels like.

She made me go with 3 different types of doctors for me to lose weight, none of them worked.

Then she found another one that finally made me lose weight.

Then when I finally made it to my “normal weight “ I was able to stop going.

But she keeps on commenting about my body, she tells me I should work out, or if I don’t eat she’s happy that I’m  taking care of myself.

If I say I don’t like my body she says I should start going to the gym. ( I just want her to tell me I look good but she never does) 

Lots of people have been telling me that I’ve been losing lots of weight.

My grandma said she’s worried about it, that I shouldn’t lose that much weight.

Sometimes I feel like she tells me this because it’s what she feels about her body.