Comfort eating

chapter 1

Little did she know what she’d started in my head. I just needed to do some research first! I was discharged from hospital a few days later. I was a bit unsteady on my feet to begin with but a few days later (and to my disgust several salads courtesy of Melanie) I was ready to go back to work.

Melanie had sold my car so that she could keep a better eye on me by driving me to and from work. She had never worked a day in her life she was quite happy to live off her father’s millions. I wanted revenge so badly, but it would have to wait till lunchtime. I decided in the meantime I would open a private browser on my works computer and do a few google searches. “how does a gastric band work” I entered into the search box. A whole array of links appeared, and I clicked on the top one. “By placing an adjustable band around the upper part of your stomach, sensors are irritated which send a message to your brain to tell you that you are no longer hungry. It will only work if you eat normal foods because the sensors need pressure from bulky foods. They won’t work if you eat mashed foods and liquids.” Great I thought, I can eat as much mashed food and liquid as I want. I went back to google and typed in “high-calorie drinks” I searched through a few of them like boost and a few others like it that had a few hundred calories in a carton. I then found a Tumblr page that had make your own, I read through a few of these then, feeling inspired thought of ingredients I could add myself coming up with few other than cream and weight gain powder that bodybuilders used that have up to 2000 calories in a few scoops. I decided that’s what I would do! At 12:30

I went for my lunch break only to find myself stopped dead in my tracks. Melanie was parked out front in her car ready to take me for lunch. I walked over to the car and got in she took me to the nearest shop to buy us both salads and then we drove back to work. Then I had an amazing idea.

“Oh, Melanie I completely forgot to tell you! My boss has asked me to stay till 9 pm every night for a few weeks as we’ve hit another busy period”

“Seriously? I don’t know why you even work there anymore there’s no point my parents can look after us financially I get $4000 per week we can live off that”

“I want to work through and I can’t say no to him I’ve been off for 6 months”

“Fine, I’ll be here at 9. Be ready!”

I got out of the car and walked back into the building with a huge smile on my face. I wanted to get fat and no one was going to get in the way of that I was going to make sure of it.