I'm pretty sure I bulked up a little.
It's the age. I guess this is second puberty.
Like my ring size increased.
Some of my clothes are loosening and tightening in different places.
Or that my average weight is now 5 kg heavier than the usual less than 50 kg numbers.
Oh, and everyone noticed it.
That I've gotten fatter. Then people would try and backspace it -- they say it's good, it looked better.
And the belly.
The belly bulging after meals makes me laugh sometimes.
A typical human would feel ashamed or embarrassed.
As if this reflects their lifestyle, or threatens their social status around attractiveness.
Meanwhile, I'm thinking of the logistics of resizing my wardrobe pieces since I've never dealt with changing body weight and shapes before.
A typical human, in this scenario, would be overthinking of what they shouldn't be eating. And shame themselves if they do.
Meanwhile I'm already fixing cravings long before this because it's already a part of my internal crap stuff -- it just so happened that it doesn't reflect my appearance.
Trying to rid of it not because of weight gain, but because it's making me broke.
And enabling this mouth feel habit of mine that probably ruined my teeth.
A typical human would be thinking of clothes they won't be wearing, and exercising.
Meanwhile, I'm still choosing to walk for hours to go to anywhere. Because transport an hour worth of walking is a quarter of my whole day salary worth of money. Yes, my job is far from even half a minimum wage.
Maybe I should be repairing my bike or buy a new one better suited for my frame.