Life of an eating disorder. I'd say enjoy but that seems fucked up so rather than enjoy..learn. Learn that joking comments or intentional rude ones can be the start. And the unravel of a sober mind.
December twenty third, Stay home from church. Dad says I have to stay in my room. He thinks that is a punishment. My stomach is killing me. Literally. Don't give up and don't give in. I'm...
This is me This is who I want to be This is Ana Always by my Side This is her Eating me Alive.
December twenty second, 8:38 pm. Saturday night. I told them I couldn't hang out. I meant I didn't want to. I told them that I felt sick. I meant that I was dizzy from not eating all day.
December twenty second, Take a deep breath. Close your eyes. Grit your teeth. Move your toes. Let your heart beat get louder. Feel the rush of blood between your veins.