Thread: Addiction to Vices (Kassy & Bethany)

Bethany Stark 's alarm buzzed annoyingly loud, as it should be. She rolled over.... 600am uggg.. Another day another dollar. She pulled the covers from her bed and lamented silently. No one to share this massive bed with again. Grudgingly she swung her feet out got up and stretched her ample form, in the dark went to the bathroom and flooded it with light. Ahh!!! The brightness stung, but she had little time to acclimate to it. She reached in , turned on the water, tested it, and pulled the knob for the shower spray.... Ahhhh the one solace to this routine. The steam filled the room with its warmth and thickness as she looked herself in the mirror. She liked the way she looked, but just wished she felt other women did. Having food and body issues since pubertyas most women do she got locked into the comfort of using food to deal with things. She peeled off her sleepwear and stepped into the inviting hot stream and started her morning cleaning ritual. Oh how she wished she had a better body. At 28, she was in her prime. But the years of self medicating through food had left her blooming all over the place. Bigger hips, breasts, and thighs, as well as a full bottomed butt was what she was left to work with now. Oh well things could be worse. She finished up, dressed and went to the kitchen.Her stomach always started rumbling at this time letting her know it was there. Yes I know I need to feed you. She said to herself. Then she remembered the big presentation today. Oh crap. Those projections needed to be on target or her supervisor would be on her case again. She loved her job as a data analyst but her supervisor was a pain. He was always pushing her to do better, trying to get her to apply herself and her talents. He was right of course but why did he have to be such a slave driver? Her absentmindedness made her bypass the healthy fiber cereal she had bought weeks ago and opted for the tasty cherry danish she picked up yesterday. No time she bargained with herself checked her watch, and realized she had to rush to get there . She poured the rest of her coffee in her travel mug, grabbed her purse and laptop bag, and rushed out the door. As she drove to work. she realized she forgot her gym bag she was suppose to bring so she could hit the gym after work. Fat chance she said to herself knowing that it was hard for her to fit exercise into her daily routine. Her therapist had tried to get her to realize that to overcome the food addiction she needed to make better choices. Her grumbling stomach let her know what state she had left the house in and before she knew it she was hitting the Mcdonalds drive through for her usual. 3 sausage Mcmuffins, 3 hashbrowns and her coffee to down it all. As she sat in the parking lot eating, she started to cry.... she didnt know why... but she hated herself right now. She tried to eat healthily, she really tried. But things always got in the way.....there was the stress of the presentation, and her feeling so lonely, and shes gotta eat right? She ate the last bite, and threw out her wrappers. Her stomach was bloated with all that grease this early in the morning, but at least it wasn't grumbling anymore. She wiped her tears, blew her nose and tried to pull herself together. She got to work just in time. She rushed in the big double glass doors just in time to see a young attractive woman at the receptionist area. Mmmmm nice. She was dressed smartly with a killer body. Oh man what she wouldn't give to have that body. She smiled as she passed and caught the last part of the Its my first day asked by her. Her mind whirled and daydreamed about maybe meeting someone knew...maybe she liked women? Hell no with a body like that she was sure she was out of her league, even if she liked women at all.... She got to her desk about 5 min late, looked around pensively for the scolding she knew she would get form her supervisor, and set about the task of getting those data projections out.....