Omg, I am soo cringing right now. I just had the most embarrasing encounter with my bedder (staircase/room cleaner in my college). I find it really hard to talk about weight/control outside this forum, and after this I just wanna sink through the flooorr....
Ok to understand this, you have to know that I've been both v. fat and clinically anorexic, spent too much of my young life starving or stuffing, and right now my goal is to maintain without doing either. Actually I'm trying to lose 2lb cos I had a bit of a blow out the other day and it hasn't really gone, also TOM is coming.
So to weigh myself, I have to take my scale up to the bathroom (a few steps up from my room, hardly worth calling a flight of stairs) cos my room is carpeted and so I can use the loo first. I go into the bathroom and there's the bedder (who is new, and being super-nice to me as I embarrasingly had to compain about staff absences leading to substandard cleaning, which I felt awful about anyway, because the individual bedders are lovely and doing their best). When I'm washing my hands- and holding my scale under my arm - she comes up and goes 'You've got, um, anorexia, haven't you?'
My brain goes - whaaa?!! For one thing, I look *nothing* like an anorexic anymore. I mean I'm still slim (minus the 2lb!) but slim is not what an anorexic looks like! And how did she know? I mean, I have written a book, which some people in college know about, but I didn't know she even knew my name! So I say 'No - I mean, I used to -' (And I'm there holding the SCALE, ARGH!) and she says - 'Cos my god-daughter's got it' and I say, 'Oh my God, I'm so sorry' and she says 'Well she's much better now, in fact she's just had a baby'. And I'm thinking 'but anorexics are infertile' so I babble some stuff about how I hope that will make things easier for her, having something else to focus on etc, because you need other things in your life (whilst still holding the scale) and get out of there as fast as I possibly can. All this before my first cup of coffee!
Now I'm going to have this bedder all year! And she's lovely - and I make an awful mess in my room which makes it worse - and she probably sees me as thin, even though I'm just slim, because she's kind of overweight - and yes I do weigh myself a lot! Omg, I'm going to be the bedders' subject of gossip for the next year!
2lb hasn't budged, btw. All this for one blowout, followed by two good days? TOM, TOM, what are you doing to me? Lol.