Yaklaşık olarak 1.65 boyundayım ama kemiklerimin zorla taşıdığı yığın yığın ete sahibim. Böyle olmak umrumda değildi.Her zaman ki gibi karamelli çikolatamı yerken bir yandan da kulağımda çalan Bruno Mars'a eşlik ediyordum. Ama bahçede yürürken gördüğüm o şeyin bana hiç de iyi gelmeyeceğini biliyordum. Öyle ki çikolatam ağzımda dönmeyi bırakmış,Bruno Mars da nakarata geçmişti.Kadere inanmazdım ama bedenime inanırırım ve bedenim kesinlikle daha önce görmediğim tepkiler veriyordu.

He just wanted to be skinny.

~*~ Warning this story may be triggering!~*~ In today's world, skinny is beautiful. Skinny people get it better, because they are beautiful. Where ever you look, you'll see a skinny woman, or a fit man. But what happens when you don't have that Ideal body? Do you work out? Diet? Starve yourself to the point where you can count your ribs? What will you do to achieve that "beautiful body?" Follow one girl on her journey struggling with a eating disorder. Feel the pain she does when she looks in the mirror and feels so wrong about her body. Learn how society warped her mind to believing there is something wrong with her. Learn the meaning of true beauty.

The mother looked at me with glass eyes, and a cold steel heart. Don't say it. "Trust, Anna. You need to trust me. You need to trust--" I swear to god if she says it i'm going to scream. "You need to trust yourself, Anna." She said it. I don't need to trust anyone.