“Hey, can you pass me the popcorn?” Katherine asked “Sure! Haven’t you had enough though Kat?” I replied jokingly. Kat was my nickname for her. My nickname was ______. “Nope!” Kat replied grinning like a clown.
I passed her the popcorn and replied with a smile, “Alright, suit yourself.”
We had been in my large basement the whole day binge watching television shows and movies on Netflix. Kat and I made a drawer in one of my closets filled with junk food and sweets back in middle school. It was a living dream for a long time while I was in Middle school, but now that we’re in our Sophomore year in High School I would need to watch my diet more. Three days and 17 hours ago I had decided that I would restrict my food to lose weight. I had …show more content…
All I was thinking was the greasy, white dough, cheesy and meaty pizza that Ana would force me to eat or else I worry that she will start to question it. It’s not like I would be fasting for the rest of my life, only when I lost at least twelve pounds. I stepped on the scale last night and weighed 143.6 pounds. I had researched online that the average weight of a female at my height was 132 pounds to 170 pounds. Although i’m not overweight, I definitely don’t fit in with the other girls at my high school. I barely fit the stupid uniform; even when it’s on, I have random fat bunches on me. I don’t have a flat stomach or small shoulders or skinny legs.
“I have the pizza!” Kat yelled as she held the pizza box on top of her head. I laughed at this. I took a slice defiantly and started eating it at a slower place than usual. My mistake; Kat had known me for so long that she had figured out the pace of my eating. I wasn’t a slow eating.
“Why are you eating your pizza so slowly? I thought you loved this stuff. I know you love this particular pizza that I ordered just for you. Do you not like the pizza anymore?” Ana was interrogating me. I had to make a excuse …show more content…
I’ve contacted my parents about my recent disorder and surprisingly they came home from the business trip and their staying at home.. They aren’t constantly on business trips or staying late at the office. They’ve been making sure I eat and not purge out my food. I really love the attention I’m getting from them. My anorexia was getting better but I’m not sure if it will ever really be fixed. I had programed my body to fit society standards. My mind thought if I were skinny, more people would like me. I suppose it was true. When I was overweight people didn’t see me as the smart, pretty and funny girl. No, they saw a fat girl who had one friend. Being anorexic was amazing because I didn’t have to hide away by myself, I didn’t have to cover my fat from my stomach and I didn’t have to stuff junk in my body but I wasn’t happy. I knew it, Kat knew it, my peers knew it but I kept on doing it. I don’t know why. Maybe it was because felt alone; maybe I was enjoying starving myself and seeing my bones tick through my
I passed her the popcorn and replied with a smile, “Alright, suit yourself.”
We had been in my large basement the whole day binge watching television shows and movies on Netflix. Kat and I made a drawer in one of my closets filled with junk food and sweets back in middle school. It was a living dream for a long time while I was in Middle school, but now that we’re in our Sophomore year in High School I would need to watch my diet more. Three days and 17 hours ago I had decided that I would restrict my food to lose weight. I had …show more content…
All I was thinking was the greasy, white dough, cheesy and meaty pizza that Ana would force me to eat or else I worry that she will start to question it. It’s not like I would be fasting for the rest of my life, only when I lost at least twelve pounds. I stepped on the scale last night and weighed 143.6 pounds. I had researched online that the average weight of a female at my height was 132 pounds to 170 pounds. Although i’m not overweight, I definitely don’t fit in with the other girls at my high school. I barely fit the stupid uniform; even when it’s on, I have random fat bunches on me. I don’t have a flat stomach or small shoulders or skinny legs.
“I have the pizza!” Kat yelled as she held the pizza box on top of her head. I laughed at this. I took a slice defiantly and started eating it at a slower place than usual. My mistake; Kat had known me for so long that she had figured out the pace of my eating. I wasn’t a slow eating.
“Why are you eating your pizza so slowly? I thought you loved this stuff. I know you love this particular pizza that I ordered just for you. Do you not like the pizza anymore?” Ana was interrogating me. I had to make a excuse …show more content…
I’ve contacted my parents about my recent disorder and surprisingly they came home from the business trip and their staying at home.. They aren’t constantly on business trips or staying late at the office. They’ve been making sure I eat and not purge out my food. I really love the attention I’m getting from them. My anorexia was getting better but I’m not sure if it will ever really be fixed. I had programed my body to fit society standards. My mind thought if I were skinny, more people would like me. I suppose it was true. When I was overweight people didn’t see me as the smart, pretty and funny girl. No, they saw a fat girl who had one friend. Being anorexic was amazing because I didn’t have to hide away by myself, I didn’t have to cover my fat from my stomach and I didn’t have to stuff junk in my body but I wasn’t happy. I knew it, Kat knew it, my peers knew it but I kept on doing it. I don’t know why. Maybe it was because felt alone; maybe I was enjoying starving myself and seeing my bones tick through my