Blessing in Disguise
I’ve been purging for five years. My teeth are yellow no matter how well I take care of them - the acid always wins. My gums bleed sometimes. My throat stings when I laugh too hard. I get lightheaded when I get up too fast. I can’t sleep - not because I’m not tired, but because hunger is louder than exhaustion. I’m always freezing. And my hair? It’s thinner than it used to be. I find strands on my pillow, in the sink, on my clothes. But I don’t care if it hurts , I want a perfect body. Mia stole my warmth, my sleep, my peace. But she gave me comfort in discipline and control. It’s a blessing in disguise, even if it kills me.

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