Before my last breath

Big changes 😁

I won't explain how the next 3 weeks went but let me tell you I lost the weight that I wanted to and a lot more. I was almost triple as thin, the jeans did not fit, but not because hey were to thin, it was because I was to skinny. I won't tell you my whole journey throughout the 3 weeks but I will sum it up in one word. Painful. The journey was so painful. I ate nothing. The only thing I consumed was air (obviously) and this weird filling protein drink. I found the recipe online, the sink contained: lemon juice, chilli powder, strange af protein shake dust stuff (I found it in the newsagents). And other random ingredients, that I did not know the name of. Did it taste nice you might ask? Well the answer is 100% NO! It was so discussing that in the first few days I also most threw up trying to drink it. But as the days went on I got used to it. I guess I had to, as it was all I had in a day. Just 2 cups of that. My mum obviously did not know about it, she got suspicious about all the weight that I was loosing, but I just said that I had taken up a sport at school. She believed it so I stuck with the protein shake. I had to make a breakfast every morning. I put a bit of milk I a bowl, mixed it with water and put a few cornflakes and syrup in it. I had to make it believable so I went to all the extremes. I made extra time when my mum was working to make it look like I had stuffed my face. I would leave empty plates around the house with crumbs on, and I made it look hell of a lot believable. Honestly, it was so believable half the times I would walk around the house thinking 'omg I stuffed my face, I am not allowed to do that.' But then I remember that i just placed them there. 

As I was walking through the hallway, I walked past a mirror by the door. I walk by it and then take a double take. 

"Gosh, was that really me, I am so skinny, no double chin, no fat rolls, not even any sign of fat anywhere on my body." I say this out loud as my mum was not home. I then look closer and see my shoulder bones poking out. I can see my rib cage most definitely when I breath in the slightest bit. But that's ok, right? That's what I wanted. To be skinny. I walk briskly past the mirror and up to the sitting room.