I can feel it growing every single day, the fat swells a little more. I’m so ashamed. Please funnel-feed me. Please make me obese. I want people to laugh, to point, to whisper about how I can barely move, how my belly touches my knees, how my double chin has swallowed my neck. I want to be so grotesquely overfed that even you would feel embarrassed to be seen next to me. I want it to be obvious that all I do is eat and eat.