Status: The end. Thank you all so much for reading.
Wrists
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I got on the scale again after I dropped my sister off. I didn’t have college, and it was eating at me how much I’ve gained lost. Even though I never really paid attention to what the number said on the scale, I held my breath, closed my eyes, and dared myself to step on anyway.
I counted to 5 in my head before I slowly opened my eyes, and looked down.
102.4 lbs. flashed back at me.
I lost 3 pounds. I hadn’t even realized it. I was so used to the pain inside of me and thought about other things so much that I forgot I was slowly killing myself losing weight in the process. I didn’t want to look in the mirror; I knew I looked like shit. So I slipped my clothes back on with my eyes half-closed, and returned to my room, to read.
To my surprise, I had a text. Selecting it, I realized it was from Elijah.
’How are you feeling today?’
He had no idea how happy and human he made me feel at that moment.
I counted to 5 in my head before I slowly opened my eyes, and looked down.
102.4 lbs. flashed back at me.
I lost 3 pounds. I hadn’t even realized it. I was so used to the pain inside of me and thought about other things so much that I forgot I was slowly killing myself losing weight in the process. I didn’t want to look in the mirror; I knew I looked like shit. So I slipped my clothes back on with my eyes half-closed, and returned to my room, to read.
To my surprise, I had a text. Selecting it, I realized it was from Elijah.
’How are you feeling today?’
He had no idea how happy and human he made me feel at that moment.