kate lynne

“Gail and Lonny find me as I’m tugging on my shirt. I can’t wait until my clothes start fitting normal again and aren’t uncomfortably tight around the chest. I can’t wait to go back to all the familiar comics T-shirts that don’t fit me at this bulked-out size.

“Well?” Gail says. “How is it? How do you feel?”

“I can eat bacon again!” I yell, throwing up a fist. “All the bacon! Bacon or bust!”

“Yes!” Gail cheers. “After your promo shoots, you absolutely can!”

My cries of glee turn into an actual sob. I quickly shove my face into my arm. Thank god it’s just Gail.

She pats me on the shoulder. “I know,” she says. “But you’ll get to have it soon, and then—”

“No.” I swallow and shake my head, wiping my eyes with the back of my hand. “It’s not the bacon.” I mean, it is but it’s also not. I’m overcome right now with everything. These last few months leading up to the shoot, the mounting pressure, the twenty-three days of high stress and rabbit food and Elle. All of it. “Why does it have to be so hard?”

“Getting a six pack?”

I give her a feeble smile. “I am more than my body, thank you.”
― Ashley Poston, Geekerella