I can't be sick. I don't know what they're talking about. I hate myself. Why am I so fat? Rose thought. I don't need to go to a stupid doctor. I'm fine. I listened to Skinny Love by Birdy.
Come on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneerI tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right in the moment this order's tallI told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
In the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different "kind"
I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the finesCome on skinny love what happened here
Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Sullen load is full; so slow on the splitI told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
Now all your love is wasted?
Then who the hell was I?
Now I'm breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your linesWho will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?Come on skinny love
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
From Wiki.
I then got a text from Robert when I got up at 8:30AM.
Robert: Hey, just check 2 c if ur alright.
Me: Yes, I'm alright.
Robert: R u sure? Ur getting thinner.
Me: Yes, I'm fine.
Robert: R u okay w ur mom being gone now?
Me: Yes. I'm fine. Dad's been pestering me w that 2. "R u okay?" "Eat something." Going 2 to the Dr. to c what's up. Dad's orders. Don't want 2 go. Can u go w me?
Robert: Yes, I will. C u in a few min., honey.
Me: C u.
I heard the doorbell ring several minutes later.
"Hey, are you okay?" Robert asked me.
"How many times do I have to tell you, I'm fine." I yelled, feeling frustrated that everyone's been asking me this.
"You look t-"
"I know what you're going to say, 'Rachael, you look so thin! Eat more, why won't you eat? You're killing yourself. Don't you want children? Come on, eat a little something.' That's what Dad's been saying for the past few days! I can't take it anymore, Robert. I can't eat, I can't sleep, my depression's worsened, along with my anxiety. Why can't anyone understand that this is my life and I want to do what I want. It's no one else's life. I didn't choose to be emaciated. I didn't choose for Mom to die. It just happened. Maybe that's why I look so darn 'thin' or 'sick', is because of this 'depression' and 'anxiety' about Mom. I don't know. But what I do know is that I'm sick and tired of people asking me if I ate!"
I fell on the couch.
"Rachael. Rachael!" I heard a male voice, but I couldn't figure out who it was, Dad, Robert, or Steven.
More voices. "Take her to the hospital. Now."
"We'll tell the hospital she fainted. They'll know what to do."
"Come on, Steven, we're going to the hospital now. Grab her, please, Robert. Thank you. Steven, call 911. We'll be there soon. It's okay, honey. Please be okay. Oh, goodness, please be okay."
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Skinny (Love & Hope Series #1)
SpiritualCover made by @moonraess. "I am with you and will watch over you wherever you go." -Genesis, 28:15. Everyone dreads the words, "Your Mom's gone," but for Rachael Winters, this has become an unexpected reality. She has to deal with this at an early a...
