Everywhere I go, people talk about my weight loss. They ask questions. They give compliments. They give concerns. There’s jealousy. People treat me completely differently, which I hate. I hate attention. It’s too the point where I’m more anxious now than I was before - I thought it was going to be the opposite. I thought it was going to get better eventually, but it’s not.
It’s officially to the point where I’m skipping family gatherings because I don’t want to deal with it anymore. I’m too anxious. I don’t want the attention. I just want to enjoy myself, but I can’t. I don’t remember the last conversation I had with a relative where my weight wasn’t brought up.
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