Everything Feels Wrong

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**Not only is this section badly written but also has some potential triggers such as brief mentions of blood, bruises, and scratches. The ending is also kind of grotesque but as the author I feel it was needed.**

I remember going to get dressed, and realizing once I pulled yesterday's shirt over my head that it was on backwards. I didn't remember even taking my shirt off, let alone putting it on backwards. And, my sweatpants weren't on my person anymore either, but I didn't remember taking them off. Maybe I just decided it was too warm for them last night and took them off while I was half asleep. I decided to disregard those observations and look at myself in the mirror. I was standing there, nearly naked, and looking in the mirror. This time I wasn't criticizing my reflection for not being thin, I was looking at bruises and what looked like scratch marks running from where my bra stopped down to my hips. My back was in the same condition. I shook my head and thought maybe I was just imagining it, and continued to get dressed. I put my clean T-shirt on and decided that I should probably pee before I pulled skinny jeans on, to make things easier for myself. I remember seeing red, and assuming that I'd just started my period at an uncomfortable time. So I put on clean underwear and went about that as I normally would before putting my jeans on and leaving the bathroom.