FEED ME!
Dec 21, 2021
4 minutes
Sitting at the kitchen table, I eyed up the biscuit tin. it calling to me. Karrieanne…
I swear I could hear
I shook my head and walked to the fridge instead.
Getting out a carrot, I peeled it and started munching.
‘Delicious,’ I lied to myself.
I’d always been what I called ‘a chunk.’
As a child, my dad would bring home mouth watering takeaways and we’d sit on the sofa watching TV.
Takeaways reminded me of warmth and happiness.
Even as a teen, I would eat what I want, when I wanted.
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