Broken

The Struggle (Prologue)

I have been battling depression for years as everyone does. But there are a few times where I nearly lost my fight. My name is Nacadia O'Brien I'm 15 years old and I have been fighting my depression for seven years, I am still alive, yes but sometimes the images return, and it's remarkably difficult to make them go away. I still look at myself in the mirror daily and think that I am too heavy. When in actuality, my fingers are extremely cold because I have anorexia nervosa. I haven't been diagnosed with it professionally but my mother says that I have it. There is a biogenetic component to this disease, my mom is bulimic. The difference between her and I is the fact that I am underweight and malnourished, she was overweight and she did something called binging and purging ( Overeating and throwing it back up.)My mother still has scars on her knuckles from the purging. Me, on the other hand, it's harder to hide. My weight fluctuates severely one week I could be one hundred and ten pounds and the next week I could be holding just under one-hundred. I felt like a freak and some days I still feel that way. Most people say that Anorexia isn't real but I am here to tell you hat it isn't something people like me can control. The story begins when I was just nine years old and can be intense for some readers. Please be advised that this book isn't for anyone, this is a trigger warning.