Do you know the only time I've ever felt truly free?
Three days before I went to the hospital.
I remember leaving Sara's house. I was looking out of the window of the car at the sky. I was thinking to myself. It was spring, the breeze was light, and there were so many bright colors around me. Flowers, trees, a bright blue sky. I watched wind sweep up a yellow leaf. It was as though it were removing the past toxicities to make way for the growing life forms that would take over. I gave a deep breath and I made a decision. I would give myself up. I would give up fighting this disorder. I would stop eating. The wind sweeping away the leaf was like me sweeping away my pain. I would stop eating until it killed me. That was the decision I made. I remember getting out of the car and going to sit in the grass. I looked up at the sky and a single tear fell out. I felt free. I would have no more pain. I wouldn't have to fight anymore. I felt so light...so happy. I will never forget that feeling
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Don't Eat.
Teen FictionDon't eat. I shouldn't. I don't need to. It'll lead me away from perfection and why would I want that? All I have to do is not eat and then I'll be that perfect Barbie that I've always wanted to be. That's not hard to do so why not? What's the worst...
