Dear, stop exercising:

And i mean, what else am i going to do? Sit around and let all the food I've been eating ruin all the hard work I've put into this body?! Not going to happen. Im going to be lovely. You should be happy im working out. Im sure youd love my body covered in fat rolls and cellulite. Im sure youd love it if i was too fat to have sex without passing out. You want me to be fat?! No! I didnt think so, so back off!

Big fat pig!

You disgust me. You have no will-power. You are a failure. You make every anorexic out there- ashamed and they hate you. You cant do anything right. Not even lose your fat ass. Ugh. Pathetic.

Dear mom,

Sometimes, you are the most annoying, self righteous, bitch I know. You don't know how I feel, you don't know how I cope, you don't know how I should live my life- so please -- butt the fuck out and let me be an individual!