We went out to lunch on Tuesday for a co workers Birthday and that was probably the last time I ate "real" food. Even then I only ate a few bites of the lasagna, had one slice of pizza, minestrone soup and a piece of bread. I boxed up my whole lasagna entre. When I started eating my stomach actually started hurting. Like hunger pang hurting. I think it really wanted more food once it started getting some.
I am known at work as the "girl who doesn't eat." I was also dubbed "the yogurt lady" because that is the only thing they usually see me eat around lunch time. M even said, "oh, we're all wondering what you are going to order." This stigma of having a food thing just follows me even though I really try not to stand out. I actually think I'm normal. I end up saying a little too much about my eating habits because I really don't think it's a big deal. Then, I quickly find out that I am not exactly normal.
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