However, I'm still a little anxious about the appointment. I bet that most of the people she treats are actually real anorexics/bulimics rather than people like me who look like they've just wandered out of an empty biscuit factory which was full before I entered. I checked my appearance - I can feel my ribs from both front and back, my collarbones, a bit of my spine and my slightly protruding hipbones, but my gigantimous tits, wobbly arse and thunder thighs are not good. On top of all that, I stepped on the scale and I saw my most hated number - 8. I'm 8st0, 112lbs. That's disgusting, grossly overweight, especially for a shortarse like me.
Now I feel even worse. Ugh.