Dear Ana,
I was always the skinny girl when I was younger, but now I am not. I don't know why I ever chose this route, but I am. I want control. I need control. I want to lay down and be able to feel my hip bones. I want the feeling of my stomach growling. I want the concern. I want the "Did you lose weight?" questions. I need this. I'm tired of craving things and then always being disappointed. I'm tired of stepping on the scale and not being happy. I'm tired of feeling my stomach giggle when I walk and I'm tired of feeling self conscious in a bikini. I'm tired of it all. I want to be thin. I will be thin. Here I am. 130 pounds. Only 20 to lose. Please Ana, I need you.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Ana
Poetryletters to my abuser, my conscious, and my savior. It's all the same person.
