Always Being Called the Piggy

In that cell, I did so well. Concentrate on my physical routine, academic regimen, and musical artistry, and I emerge stronger than when I was wisked away in the night by the brute squads of Indianapolis. There will be such a payoff that begins today. An new understanding of what I have done so quietly. Suffering to the nth degree, with comprehension of the spiritual reality. Being that kind of cruelty to me shows massive weakness and your "fruits" of that labor are reigning in grey your way. People have no idea how anorexic I have been. I keep it that way. Now the cruelty of my housing says that one of my physical maladies is OBESITY. These big fat piggy nurse type people play and play and play my way. I can barely look in the mirror anymore, but my immune system and organs are working. Seeing my reflection in the window makes me terrified at this point. I believe that I am up to about 235 lbs. at 5'3". No mercy for all of you MORBIDLY OBESE women around me. I never comment at all, I compliment every day. Well last night I did sing with my soul and dance for about 15 seconds as well as I did walk out the door of 1029. I also did some ballet at the bus stop to keep people away. Witness is stepfather Greg. Let's see if he lies today. My muscle mass is not in question.