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"What have you done to yourself Alice?"

Mum walked in with tears in her eyes.

She was never much of an affectionate woman, yet she came over and wrapped her arms around me.

"Alice, when I hug you it just feels like hugging a bag of bones! You used to be such a beautiful girl, but this, this isn't beauty."

I didn't say anything, I just sat there.

How could she say I was more beautiful when I was really fat? Is she crazy? Maybe she's just jealous because I lost all of this weight and she can't.

The weeks past, slowly, painfully. I refused to eat solid foods most days. If I didn't eat they gave me these drink things that are meal replacements. But three weeks past. And I was allowed back home again.



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