healing

meal plan

TW: SA, major food restriction, calorie counting,

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present:

Damn y/n you been there an hour and already pulling all these bitches?" Queenie laughs as I sit up and remain at the end of my bed.  This was only when I realized that it was gonna be hard to tell them most of this shit. But they came for a story and a story is what they're gonna get.

"I mean... well yeah," I laugh, whipping my cigarette around. "...Just listen to this."

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flashback:

"y/n may I see you a moment?" A woman with blonde curled hair and a blouse and skirt said from the door. I simply nodded as everyone looked at me while I stood up and practically ran to the woman.

"Hi y/n, I'm Nurse Carol Aird. Dr. Staple would like to see you in her office please." I just nodded and quickly made my way to the large white wooden and glass doors, knocking lightly on them a few times.

"Come in." I opened the door to be met with the ginger, who greeted me with a warm smile. "Hi, there y/n just take a seat." I did as she asked as she organizes some papers while I sat there, playing with my rings in nervousness. She finally put the papers down and folded her hands over them, very professional-like. "So. Have you gotten a chance to get properly equated with anyone?"

"Uhm just... Xandra and Lana... and Sally made her own first impression. So did... Wilhemina."
Dr. Staple just raises her eyebrows and nods, looking to the side for a moment.

"Well. I'm sure you'll find there are a lot of nicer women here. Now. What I want to go over with you, is meal plans." I immediately start shifting in my chair and biting the inside of my cheek. This can't be good. "You have to attend every meal. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Understand?" I just nodded, trying to hold back tears. "Now... you don't have to eat but you get privileges if you do like...going out or getting your phone for an extra day or two."

"Okay... sounds great to me. I can live without my phone and a day on the town," I laugh, crossing my arms at how ridiculous this is. Dr. Staple just tilts her head and gives that kind of "annoyed mom look".

"y/n. With advantages, come disadvantages. Every time you don't eat at least a 600 calorie meal, you get points taken from your chart."

"W- I don't even eat 600 calories a day! 600 per meal- that's bullshit! And what fucking points?"

"Earn enough and you get those privileges I was talking about but if you get enough taken away, ...you lose things like group movie which we have on Fridays, just more group therapy, and the list goes on and on. It all just depends on you."

"...Yes, Dr. Staple."

"Cordelia just called. She's already really worried about you." I just laugh to myself a little bit and kick the chair with the heel of my boot but kind of internally smile at the fact Cordelia had already called, despite the fact that I had just seen her a few hours ago when she dropped me off.

"Yeah, she does that way too much for her own good. Tell her I'm fine."

"Will do," Dr. Staple says with a smile. "You're free to go y/n."

"Thanks,"

I got up and make my way out of her office and figured I'd sneak back up to my room but as I was making my way up the stairs, a voice stops me.

"Hey."

I turn around and see Harriet with her arms crossed.

"Hey..."