Love from Mars Vol.1

Mirror mirror on the wall

#TheVoiceOfTheVoiceless

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Speak up and let your voices be heard!
Join the fight! All you have to do is write!
You don't have to if you don't want to but spread the word! Let your voices be heard! Eating disorders are no joke.

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I look at my reflection in the mirror and all I see is a fat girl.
My arms are too big, my legs huge, double chin that covers my neck.
I go outside and everyone just stares and point fingers. Some people laugh at me.
I force myself not to eat. I think the last time I ate was four days ago and I threw that up.
Mom says I look pale and dad says he can see my bones beneath my skin but my eyes tell me their lying. My eyes tell my I'm fat, my head tells me I'm fat, too big for society. No matter how much I starve or how little I eat, people still laugh at me and I never know why.
Is it because I'm fat? Is it because my clothes don't fit? I never knew and I guess I'll never find out because I went to the doctor after I passed out at school.
He said I was undernourished and it was critical. He said I had a eating disorder and that is not something to take as a joke. I refused to believe him because I knew I was fat. He put in front of a mirror and asked me what I saw and I said "a fat girl". He said I was wrong and put me on a weight scale. I saw 70 pounds the equivalent to 32kg, "for a eighteen-year-old girl that's undernourished, malnutrition", he said.
I gasped for air quickly trying to take in the news and things started making sense in my head. People stared at me for being anorexic not fat. I went back to the mirror and I finally saw what everyone else saw: skin and bone no flesh in between. I understood why girls bullied me and why guys avoided me and also why I had no friends. The last thing the doctor told me shook my world and made vanish the hopes I had to get better. "Even if we try, you won't make it. You can't survive this. It's a miracle you're still alive today", he said.

Love from Mars.