10 pounds up and breaking down

If anyone remembers what it feels like to not loath yourself, please let me know. I'd like to stop crying and get up off the bathroom floor at some point. 

Please stop.

Please stop commenting on my size.

Please stop commenting on various body parts.

Please stop asking me about my eating habits.

Please just let me be.

It's funny isn't it? In the beginning all I wanted in the whole wide world was for someone, anyone to tell me I looked like I lost weight. Now I cringe every time I hear it.