Theres a girl that’s been hiding in her shed, surrounded by her own thoughts, trapped.
Voices telling her to suck it up, eating isn’t worth the exhaustion. She doesn’t need to eat, it’s a waste of time anyway.
She hides her food in her pockets throwing it out in her little trashcan filled with mold.
The girl reaches in het secret drawer filled with Sodas without sugar, caffeine and gum.
All toys to use to play with her hunger level.
She’s starving, secretly. Skipping meals until her stomach starts to eat itself, it feels good, comforting. Everyday she sees results, until she doesn’t. Eventually she’ll see the same girl everytime, the fat lousy girl who’s teeth are rotting due to a calorie deficit, due to all the cancer drinks. Her small calorie deficit became addicting she’s in control more than ever but she can’t stop, she can’t let it go. She’s like a drug addict. Addicted to the one thing that makes her feel good.
Starving.
