The Battle Within (Discontinued)

Too Good to be True

January 16

     I stopped eating regular meals when I was a freshman in high school. Skip a lunch here, miss breakfast there. I would substitute meals for one hundred calorie snack packs.

     At first it was because I would skip lunch and breakfast to spend my time in the library at school. My eating habits were screwed up, and soon I got to where I couldn't eat much without feeling sick. I didn't mind, I hated eating in front of people anyway.

     When I started dropping weight I thought I was doing something right. Even now, as a junior in high school, I struggle to eat correctly. But I fight the urge to push the food away.

     After I lost fifteen pounds people would say things like, "Maxx you look great!" or "Maxx what are you doing that I'm not?" It felt nice to get complements for once.

     But after a while I stopped feeling so good. I was cold all the time and so tired. I slept in class, which made me start to fail.

     I still hated myself, still felt I was a fat slob. Every night I added a new thin little red line to the collection I had started on my wrist. I hated everything about myself.

     But one day in algebra we were doing rounds. One student would do a problem and then pick another to do the next one. I wasn't worried, everyone picked their friends so I wasn't considered.

     But I was picked. Damin Hilt called me to the board.

     When I walked by he had his eyebrows raised with... I dunno, interest maybe. Even when I went back to my seat his eyes never left me. I wasn't used to that.

     Before the end of class a note was passed to my desk that told me to meet him at his locker. How could I resist?

     I admit he was gorgeous, with shiny black hair and eyes bluer than the ocean that I could lose myself in for hours and perfectly shaped lips that made girls jealous.

     So, full of confusion, I went to meet him. He told me he thought I was different from other girls, that he thought I was pretty cool and he thought we should hang out.

     I agreed and we swapped numbers, his phone was new and expensive. Mine was thick and barely considered a phone.

     Damin texted me that night, and we kept texting after that. I liked him and talking to him was great.

     I remeber that's how things really started, as a friendship.

                                                                      ~Maxx

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