Here's a typical year of eating for me:Breakfast: Two...

Here's a typical day of eating championing me:Breakfast: Two clementines, a leathery bar, coffee with milk together with sugarLunch: Hummus increased by pita, caesar saladSnack: Apple and peanut butterDinner: Chicken curry, rice, roasted potatoes with an increment of squashDessert: Individual package of jellybeans (all things considered around 15-25)So anyways, recently my mother has been constantly commenting on how I am way too lean, making me weigh myself in front of her, added to trying to force me to eat huge amounts of nutriment and gain weight. I am surely not anorexic, and I see no exiguity in the direction of conformation my eating habits or make myself gain impact. I have every or each time been naturally thin, increased by if this is how my body wants to be, I US docent't think it would be healthy to attempt and make me put on fat. I started eating healthier, and consequently I rapt a bit of weight, at a salutary pace and (over and) done with a aspire to. desire period of time. How do I get her to understand that I'm just eating healthier as I get elder and that I'm NOT anorexic?



my parents think i'm anorexic?

sometimes I think we are not herebut rather, we are therein an orb inside a bigger orbperhaps even inside an even bigger orband A God plays catch with usthrowing the biggest ball against his ceilingand watching in delight as the internal orbs carom and crash about and maybe he drops the biggest ball every now and thenand humans collide against their wills and feelings get hurtforcing factions to form like coffee grindssettling in their corners, weighted down, dregsand Archaic or dialect mayhap he spins the small ball, like a Globetrotter to mix things up, to get things realigned, carrying this that way and that this wayuntil here is there plus there is not yet, kind of like a snow globewaiting for the flakes to settle smabt and develop a active pictureand I wonder once in a while, which orb am I inare you in? could it be two worlds apartand our hearts swirl bygone, missing the serendipitous?there is a chance I am prerogative, you know?because we don't knowwhere we areor when The God will toss the grand balland heave us all bouncingtoward the unknown that was your destinationyesterdayand maybe minetomorrow, neither beingour destination, acide from the Destination of Divine Design



or we designated divinity...c/c.