Why is it that people just don’t understand how badly I want to be thin? My dad’s side of the family is always commenting on how skinny I am now, but before they couldn’t stop telling me how “pudgy” I was getting. Can’t these people realize that words hurt more than fists? I even read my journal from middle school the other day… Kids used to call me “banana thighs” and “fat-ass” even though I wasn’t much bigger than they were. Words hurt, and they still haunt me to this day. How can I forget about these nasty comments?