No Talking, Nor Speaking

lx.

I've stayed in the hospital for more than a 2 weeks.

Malnutrition, they say and that's all they fucking say.

I'm 102 pounds.

And I want to be 100 pounds, while they want me to be at least 125 pounds.

But they're making me eat, and I hate them for that.

The only person I will eat for is Kyle, but they say he can't see me until I'm at least 110 pounds.

I hate them even more for that.

I'm just puking when they leave the room, anyways.

Do they honestly think I'll make myself be 110 pounds, just like that?

Fuck that, Ky.

I don't need to hear it.

I'm anorexic.

I don't need someone to constantly tell me I am going to die from hunger and organ failure.

I don't care if I die at this fucking hospital.

I'm not going to eat, Ky.