My Doctor Said I Don't Have Weight to Lose
I walked into urgent care proud of my recovery. Nine months of fighting to gain weight, to trust my body again, to not count every bite.
Then I stepped on the scale. Lost 9% in two months.
The doctor—white, older, confident—looked at my chart and said what I've heard a thousand times: "Most girls are trying to lose weight." I reminded him about my anorexia history. He shrugged.
When I pushed about the unexplained weight loss, he got quiet for a moment. Then, right before leaving: "I guess you don't really have any to lose, do you?"
I sat there, binding chest tight, short hair, they/them pronouns in my chart, while he called me "pretty" in the context of weight loss. My wife squeezed my hand.
Recovery feels fragile when the people meant to protect your health can't see past the number on the scale.
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