Dear Grace,
4th January 2016. 00:37.
I'm tired and I'm sad.
I've only gotten 3 hours of sleep for the past 48 hours and I can only think about starving myself or killing myself.
My waist is 32 inches, and my hips measure 37 inches. I cried. My friend Jane said that she's overweight and she proceeded to send me pictures of herself only in her underwear. I could count her ribs. She's 5 foot 2 and weighs 72 pounds. Her ultimate goal weight is 65. She keeps reminding me how pretty and happy I'll be once I lose all of my excess weight. She sent me a meal plan she did and lost 10 pounds in like a month. Basically you fast for a little over half the month and at most eat 300 calories on some day. I don't think I'll be able to do it though because my parents are always forcing me to eat. But now that school is about to start again it'll be easier got me to fast and just drink water.
I'm hungry and I'm really sad.
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Dear Grace
Non-FictionA series of short letters to a once close friend. If she finds this, I hope she knows it's all for her. (TW// suicide, self harm, eating disorder, mental illnesses)
