There is this girl. She saw me laying in my bathroom floor with no hope. She picked me up and said "sweetie it's okay I know exactly what will make you feel better." so she sat with me. I went to eat and she says "Oh honey listen to me You don't need that." so I didn't eat that day because Ana promised me I didn't need it. Then I lost a pound. Oh was she proud. And it made me feel good. Then one turned into two and two turned into twenty. But you see Ana has a temper. When I go to eat she gets angry. She screams and yell until I feel horrible and disgusting. But see Ana has a sister named Mia. She comes and takes me by the hand and tells me she knows how to make it all better. She leads me to the bathroom. She shows me how to make all that food not matter. When that's over I look at Ana. She's holding something. It's a blade. She says this will make up for eating. So one cut turns into ten because of the amount of self hatred. But you see now I've lost so much weight. But see that's not enough. It will never be enough. Ana says only a couple more pounds but deep down I know it will always only be a couple pounds. But I still can't seem to stop.
