Just when you thought it was safe…
… so now that I’m letting myself eat, I get diagnosed with fructose malabsorption. So hey, guess what, instead of anorexia telling me I can’t eat this or that, now it’s my doctor.
Irony’s ironic that way, I guess.
… so now that I’m letting myself eat, I get diagnosed with fructose malabsorption. So hey, guess what, instead of anorexia telling me I can’t eat this or that, now it’s my doctor.
Irony’s ironic that way, I guess.