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Death by a Thousand Cuts: Stories
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“When in public, she is careful to eat roughly the same amount of food as other people, but no matter what she eats, someone always comments on it being too much or too little. If she had ordered a triple-decker burger and one of each side, she knows they'd be estimating just how much food it would take to reach her limit. It is unavoidable. It's as if people can see inside her to her true appetite. As if they are aware she could consume everything they put in front of her, that her hunger is infinite and bottomless, that she will never, ever be full.”
― Death by a Thousand Cuts: Stories
― Death by a Thousand Cuts: Stories
“When in public, she is careful to eat roughly the same amount of food as other people, but no matter what she eats, someone
always comments on it being too much or too little. If she had ordered a triple-decker burger and one of each side, she knows they'd be estimating just how much food it would take to reach her limit. It is unavoidable. It's as if people can see inside her to her true appetite. As if they are aware she could consume everything they put in front of her, that her hunger is infinite and bottomless, that she will never, ever be full.”
― Death by a Thousand Cuts: Stories
always comments on it being too much or too little. If she had ordered a triple-decker burger and one of each side, she knows they'd be estimating just how much food it would take to reach her limit. It is unavoidable. It's as if people can see inside her to her true appetite. As if they are aware she could consume everything they put in front of her, that her hunger is infinite and bottomless, that she will never, ever be full.”
― Death by a Thousand Cuts: Stories
“Sometimes I think the hardest thing about being alive is that we can only really know ourselves.”
― Death by a Thousand Cuts: Stories
― Death by a Thousand Cuts: Stories
“But I blamed—and still blame—the body, which betrays and betrays, even when you care for it as gently as you would a baby or an orchid. The body doesn't fight for you even when you fight for it. The body has no loyalty. Even the word body is full of hollows, its letters round and unknowable.”
― Death by a Thousand Cuts: Stories
― Death by a Thousand Cuts: Stories
