I Dream of the Day
That I can walk by a group of people, and have them stare and whisper about how thin and pretty I am.
That when I walk, my thighs never rub together, and my butt doesn’t jiggle.
That I can walk into my favorite store, and they’ll always have my size 0 jeans, size extra small tops and extra small bralettes, and I can buy them without trying them on.
That when someone offers me food, and I don’t accept it, they worry more and more each time. “She’s getting so thin”
That when my boyfriend picks me up, he doesn’t have to grunt to do it.
That I’m always the skinniest person in the room.
That when I catch a cold, or the flu, people want to take care of me, because I look so small and ill.
That when I stand up, I can wrap my fingers around my thighs, and effortlessly count each rib.
Really, I’m really just dreaming of the day someone cares