A "Happy" House

A "Happy" House

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This story is about a girl who lives wealthy but has darkness hidden underneath the surface. "Being full of money isn't always amazing" I was sitting alone on a bed in this cold dark room. It was home, but it didn't feel as though. I look around and see empty walls, I hear my parents arguing as usual. Dad acts like he owns the place and Mom is just taking it. I wish she would stand up for herself but I know how that was handled last time. I carefully get up from my bed and look in the mirror, I wish I was anyone else. Walking into the bathroom, I weighed myself, "197" was read on the scale. I decided I wouldn't eat today, but I know I can't stick to it. I walk back into my bedroom and sit on my bed, pulling out my phone and trying to find a way to distract myself from eating. To no surprise, my dad finally stops yelling at my mom and comes into my room. TW: Mention of drugs, Self-harm, and abuse. If you or anyone you know are dealing with any of these problems call: Drug abuse: 1-800-662-4357 Suicide: 988 Abuse: 800.799.7233
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"I smile everyday. I live my life like nothing is wrong with me. No one would ever guess that I'm screaming inside or that I've secretly been hiding this huge part of my life. No one would ever know that I cry myself to sleep at night or that deep down I'm starving for help." Welcome to Anorexia. Your hostess is Ana. She'll take over from here. Suffering alone inside of your mind from a terrifying mental disorder, is something that even those who battle such a thing every day, cannot fully understand. It's like being alone 24/7 yet it's never quiet inside of your head. You can't stop the voices. You can't control your emotions. As it gets worse, you lose control of your body all together. You become prey to your disease and You can't fight back. That is what it's like for someone who has spent years of their life suffering in silence from an eating disorder. Fighting a monster that you have no chance of beating. It's almost impossible to describe the type of torture that consumes your mind. Hell. It's equivalent to pure hell.

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