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Ana

I'm obsessed.
I can't seem to stop.
I have no grip on reality anymore.

I need to count calories.
I need to eat below 500.

I need to weigh myself.
I need to do it 5x a day.
I need to stay thin.

Why do I hurt myself like this?
I can't control the problems on the outside,
But I can control the problems on the inside.

My pain is deeper than you know.
I was abused.
I watched my mom die.
I have no friends.
I am all alone.

Help is out of the question.
No one will understand.
They'll think I'm crazy.

I starved myself till I was a Skelton.
My world became a living hell.
My eating disorder put me on my death bed.
In the end they had to carry me to the infirmary and feed me through plastic tubes.
Written by brokeninside2024 (Gabby.S2378)
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