The Troubled Girl

case study

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She's just 73 pounds. She needs more calories in her body before her body uses up all the minerals to supply to the heart. Her body is desperate for bodily fluids. Her compulsive exercises must stop. She's featuring chronic spinal bruises from compulsive sit ups. She consumes a lot of laxatives.

She lacks emotional and mental support. She needs love. She seeks for acceptance. She's crying out for help in silence. She is poignant in her arts. She mostly sketches boney women, with blood cascading down the slit in their hands.

She always has a crescent frown etched on her face and her lips are always battered from her teeth bites. She cries herself to fatigue and till red runs down her face. She's a self sadist and delights in it. She marks many incision scars. Her eyes have in them the simple gravity of one possessed by a determined woman. Her feelings are moulded into

I question my existence:
For what is all this persistence?
I often ponder.

I doubt my travail,
How am I of no avail?
I ask myself.

They forced me into a wooden box.
I screamed for help, but it was all for naught.
My hands were tied and my mouth sewn.
I was thrown into the deep bottomless pit.

I was curled to my side just needing someone's hand,
someone's acceptance and love.

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