My Eating Disorder (COMPLETE)
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Restrict. Binge. Repeat. That was all she knew. That was all she did. And she wasn't planning on stopping anytime soon.
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Sunny, a seventeen-year-old girl, hummed to herself quietly as she took out a stick of gum. Her black earbuds emitted music as she searched up the calories to the candy her mom gave her earlier.
She tilted her head as she saw the number. It was workable. She wouldn't go over her calorie limit.
She put her phone away, and for a moment, for a stilling moment... she wondered if this was the pain she'll have to deal with forever just to be skinny.
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Story includes: anorexia and binge eating.
Credits to @LunarWrites__ for the cover!
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