I’m getting fat.

More and more. Like stretch marks on my tummy, fat. Fat like I don’t want to wear anything but sweats, fat. Ughhhhh!!!! I hate this! And no one understands. They tell me I’m perfect the way I am, but I look in the mirror and can’t help but think everyone’s lying to me just to make me feel better. Ugh! I can’t take this. I want my sick body back. I want my collarbones showing again. I want my thin face. I want the clothes to fit me again. I refuse to go up in sizes. This is disgusting, and I hate myself for getting this way.