I went to my church recovery support group tonight. On the way home I stopped for two veggie burgers, fries and onion rings. I inhaled them on the drive and left the evidence in my car so my roommate wouldn’t notice. At home I found 3/4 of a cake in my fridge and a bottle of wine to top it all off. I went upstairs and purged it all. I took a shower then fixated on my fat, ugly, naked reflection. I obsessed about the cellulite that I am riddled with. It is everywhere. I am only 31 as of this week. Single again, relapsed again and nothing to show for it except more cellulite.