Just a heads up, I do not have bulimia. I do not think it is a good idea and I do not recommend it! I just read a story and I felt inspired to write this.
I can imagine it now. You holding her, hugging her, kissing her. It killed me. The though made me sick to my stomach. I quickly shoved my finger down my throat and threw up what little food I had eaten. I breathed a sigh of relief. I had some trouble that time but thinking about that gave me the boost I needed. I leaned back on the bathroom wall, shaking violently. I breathed deeply for a few seconds then gripped the sink to help me get up. I brushed my teeth twice and swilled some mouth wash around my mouth, then I flushed the evidence away. My reflection in the mirror looked worse than ever. I had massive bags under my eyes and my skin looked practically see through. But wait, look at that! My cheekbones! I could see my cheekbones, they were defined. This was amazing! All models had defined cheek bones but I never did because I was too fat. I turned to look at myself in the full length mirror. Not much better, there was a slight gap in my thighs and lower arms looked quite skinny. Turning round and lifting up my shirt I looked at the focus point. There was still a slight bump. Geez when was I going to be done with this! Oh we'll, I reckon another month or so and then I just need to maintain it.
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