Post by Jenna*Braden on Aug 13, 2011 21:18:55 GMT -5
Jenna
I stared at my reflection in the gym locker rooms, my eyes narrowed. My cheeks looked a little chubbier than they had a week ago...and my shorts did feel a smidge too tight.
Was I getting fat?
Please, Jen. Don't do this to yourself again. Nobody knew what had happened last year. And nobody EVER would. They couldn't. And if the "GossipBlogger" ever found out? My life would be RUINED.
I glanced around, hoping no one was watching me.
"It's probably made of stretch fabric so she can fit into it," Gracie once said about my dress at the Easter brunch. Was that true? Was the dress my mom had sent from Hermes really just made so I could fit in it? I took a deep breath, grabbed my gym bag and left, but couldn't get the bad feeling out of my head.
I stared at my reflection in the gym locker rooms, my eyes narrowed. My cheeks looked a little chubbier than they had a week ago...and my shorts did feel a smidge too tight.
Was I getting fat?
Please, Jen. Don't do this to yourself again. Nobody knew what had happened last year. And nobody EVER would. They couldn't. And if the "GossipBlogger" ever found out? My life would be RUINED.
I glanced around, hoping no one was watching me.
"It's probably made of stretch fabric so she can fit into it," Gracie once said about my dress at the Easter brunch. Was that true? Was the dress my mom had sent from Hermes really just made so I could fit in it? I took a deep breath, grabbed my gym bag and left, but couldn't get the bad feeling out of my head.
