Measured by My Friends

It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society. ~ John F. Kennedy
When I was in the food
my friends were as well…
or they weren’t my friends.
I didn’t want to eat with those
who took two bites of dessert
and were too full to finish
(well, unless they were close enough
they shoved it to me then.)
When I saw others who sat buffets
as dares, or family packs
as single portions, I felt normal.
But when I found out what normal
really is, I left those who wanted me
to eat to break the chair.
I found out how to look at me
and not at those around me
who made my bad look good.