Haiku Hope Part 5 – The weight of a biscuit

Welcome back to Haiku Hope.

For part 5 I wanted to write a short (hopefully humerous) Haiku about my bad eating habits. I recently wrote a blog post about habitual behaviour that I use daily that might seem weird to the outside world, but to me is completely normal (necessary, actually).

So this Haiku came naturally when I was thinking about the eating portion of that post. I wanted to talk in brief about the ebb and flow of eating and body image. It’s the way I live in a few short syllables. I hope you enjoy it!

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The weight of a biscuit

Wow! I’ve lost a stone
Can I have a biscuit please?
Babe. Do I look fat?

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If you knew how often my partner has to reassure me over the way I look you’d feel incredibly sorry for him. You might feel sorry for me too, I guess.

But we all need a vice, and I guess biscuits (and lollys, and chocolate, and brownies) are mine!

Published by stephc2021

Hi! I'm Steph, an amateur writer and illustrator specialising in Mental Health and being a self-confessed Spoonie. I help others by publishing creative ideas to help support chronic pain and mental illness, and I write a blog about my own experiences with disability and mental illness. In 2023 I was nominated twice for a Kent Mental Health and Well-being Award from the national mental health charity Mind.

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