Dear Husband

You already know I'm self-conscious about my post baby body. You know that I hate myself for the weight I gained during our TTC period where stress got the best of me. So how on earth did you think it was okay to hysterically laugh when I sat on the toilet seat and it broke? How on earth did you think it was okay to text it to your best friend because it's funny? I struggled terribly with anorexia 12 years go, but had MASSIVE amounts of therapy to get over it. Now, I can PROMISE you, I won't be eating again unless I feel so weak that it could put our child in danger. So, thanks, I guess, for helping me to hate myself even more.