*TRIGGER WARNING*
But it wasn't all good.
It wasn't all looks.
It wasn't all feeling good about myself because I didn't eat.
I was so, so tired all of the time.
I was always hungry.
Always.
Then the hunger stopped.
But it was almost like I couldn't eat.
A kiwi fruit at 11:00am was more than enough to see me through until 6:30pm at least.
I was cold, so so cold.
I was always shivering.
I used to wear a vest, a thermal top, my school shirt, a school jumper and a hoodie on my way to school and I would still sit there shivering on the bus with my tea and my hand warmers.
My skin was always purple.
Even when I was warm.
I looked dead.
My friends constantly followed me around asking when I last ate.
I would always lie.
I even went as far as to tell them that the weight loss app I had installed on my phone was to help me GAIN weight, and I wanted to check I was eating enough calories.
God, my friends didn't deserve that.
I even lost my period. In my opinion, that's one of the worst things about gaining weight.
I absolutely hate getting my period.
But at the time, I couldn't see the bad things. All I could see was that I was getting thinner.
And the numbers on the scale were going down.
All I could see was the pretty girl I could become one day.
That was my goal.
Or at least, one of my many goals.
To be pretty.
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Skinny Girl
Random*TRIGGER WARNING* Please don't read this if you have suffered (or are suffering) with an eating disorder. It's not good for you, and I don't want to hurt you. I do NOT encourage any of this behaviour. I know how awful it is, but sometimes you just...
