Laundry Room Hangers

You wouldn’t think that something like a hanger in a laundry room would trigger someone with an eating disorder, but I am standing here to tell you that they sure do trigger me!

My size 22WP clothes do not fit on regular sized hangers. And not only that, some of my pants … rather, all of my pants, break each and every hanger I use! I guess the weight of the material must be too much for those oddly shaped, plastic, felt-covered objects to hold!

But wait -- there’s more to the story.

My size 22WP shirts and blouses are too fucking wide to fit on the hangers. I try to hang up a pretty blouse, but it falls to the ground. After about the 3rd or 4th time, guess what? It stays on the ground. There for me to look at. Reminding me that it is too fucking wide to fit on the hanger!

So, to repeat, not only do all my clothes not fit me because I’m fat AF, they don’t even fit on the fucking hangers I am trying to use to hang them on in my fucking closet.

Don’t tell me that a hanger in a laundry room doesn’t trigger someone with an eating disorder, because I am standing here to tell you that they sure do trigger me!