When I look into the mirror,
I don't recognize who she is anymore
Once a girl, so full of life
Now void of color.
Sallow cheeks,
Dark under eyes,
Looking like she hasn't slept in weeks.
Underweight but thinking otherwise
Stomach full of scars
From a man who destroyed her soul.
A girl who grew up being told
"Eat more"
"You need some meat on your bones"
"Are you starving yourself?"
At the age of 11,
I hadn't known what it was like to hate my body.
At the age of 13,
I started listening to them telling me
How I should look
At the age of 15,
I started eating more than normal
To the point where I made myself sick,
And my mom noticed
But I couldn't tell her,
It would have destroyed her
At the age of 17,
I started gaining weight,
It was needed but I didn't see it that way.
At the age of 19,
The man I loved the most,
The man I trusted with everything I had,
Took my biggest insecurity,
And turned it against me.
Made me feel like I wasn't good enough.
Just because I didn't look like the Instagram models.
Because I had gained 10 pounds
At the age of 19,
For the first time, in 6 years, I was finally
FINALLY
Comfortable in my own skin
And it came crashing down.
When I sat in the bathroom
Crying and clawing at my stomach
Until I saw red.
June 16th, 2022.
The first time I ever harmed myself.
Now I'm 20,
And still hurting.
Still hating how I look in the mirror.
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Into the Mind and Through the Heart
PoetryPoems I've written through time. Covers love, grief, family and friendship.