The 'Gift' of Food

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TW: Eating Disorder / ED (Bulimia), Insecurities

I will mainly be focusing on Bulimia.


*~Camilo POV~*

'Have I been eating too much? It feels like I can't control how much I eat anymore' I thought as I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror and tilted my head, as if seeing myself a different way would help. 'I think I have. I don't look the same.'

I shook my head and opened the door.

The second I went out, it was as if on cue, Mirabel was practicing a song of her's. I playfully rolled my eyes before strolling past her and simultaneously picking up una manzana. Whilst walking past, I purposefully interrupted Mirabel's singing, saying good morning with a mischievous smile. Mirabel said good morning back before turning back around. I laughed as she forgot her line and started again. I ran away before she yelled at me, taking a bite of the fruit in my hand.


Hours later, I was up in my room, simply chillaxing, until something disturbed me. A thought popped into my head: food. Suddenly, it was all I could think of. I just wanted to eat. But as soon as I snapped out of it, I found myself at my door, about to leave. 'Strange' I thought. I don't know why but I just had an extremely strong craving. I ignored the events, going back to my bed and laying down.


It wasn't until another few hours later that I had that sudden craving again.. and again. For a day it was all I could think of. I would eat until I was uncomfortably full. After that period of binge-eating had ended, I was extremely tense and was afraid of putting on weight. I thought some exercise would do good, so I asked Luisa to help me with some exercise, hesitantly. She was glad to help, and we bonded too. Then I was exercising in my room whenever I could. But to me, it wasn't enough. I didn't want to, but when I did it once, I did it again. I forced myself to throw up the food I ate.

One week later of similar events, And I was left exhausted, and feeling super ill. It must have been obvious, because my family started to notice...



Uhhhh.. Yes I know it's like a REALLY really short chapter but CFS and Motivation are both working against me right now.. Please don't kill me-

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