mellifluous
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"mellifluous*" to historia ukazujący życie osoby chorującej na zaburzenia odżywiania. Właśnie tutaj wraz z główną bohaterką poznasz smak straconych nadziei, marzenia o idealnej sylwetce, ból po stracie ważnej osoby, perspektywę chorej i trud związany z niewiedzą.
Niewiedzą, że faktycznie ma anoreksję i tylko dzięki swojej silnej woli może uzyskać pomoc.
Ale co się stanie, jeżeli zbyt zagłębi się w świat wirujących cyferek i rozdroża, które zaprowadzą ją do końca własnej egzystencji?
Książka powstała głównie dla mnie samej. Utożsamiam się z główną bohaterką, wręcz jestem nią. Historie opowiedziane tu są jak najbardziej autentyczne i bieżące z moim życiem. Aktualnie znajduję się na granicy świadomości swojej choroby, nie wiem czy jestem chora, nie wiem czy mam jakiś problem, nie wiem czy powinnam się leczyć, nie wiem czy robię źle. Dlatego powstała ta książka, chcę ukazać ludziom jak poważną i nieodkrytą chorobą jest anoreksja.
Spróbujmy razem to wszystko zrozumieć, dobrze?
/mogą się powtarzać tu historie z "0.0 kg", uznaj tę książkę za kontynuację/
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