Weightless.
Shots.
They don't serve the pills that make him lose weight. These pills are supposed to help. He circles his arm with two fingers and thinks back to his appointment with the bone doctor.
Osteoporosis. He has the bone density of a "73 year old woman." No skating. No bike-riding. No running on concrete. No contact sports. Nothing that could break a bone. Teeny tiny brittle bones, teeny tiny brittle body.
Everyone weighs in twice a week. All the girls in one room. All the boys in another. Naked except for underwear. He isn't allowed to see the scale but he knows the numbers climb higher every week. He cried the first few times. Screamed at the nurses. Screamed at his roommates. Screamed until they gave him a shot to help him rest. They have shots for everything. Shots to make you sleep. Shots to wake you up. Shots to make you hungry. Shots to make you full. Shots to silence Ana and Mia and the rest of the world. Shots to end it all. He wishes he could end it all.
Osteoporosis. He has the bone density of a "73 year old woman." No skating. No bike-riding. No running on concrete. No contact sports. Nothing that could break a bone. Teeny tiny brittle bones, teeny tiny brittle body.
Everyone weighs in twice a week. All the girls in one room. All the boys in another. Naked except for underwear. He isn't allowed to see the scale but he knows the numbers climb higher every week. He cried the first few times. Screamed at the nurses. Screamed at his roommates. Screamed until they gave him a shot to help him rest. They have shots for everything. Shots to make you sleep. Shots to wake you up. Shots to make you hungry. Shots to make you full. Shots to silence Ana and Mia and the rest of the world. Shots to end it all. He wishes he could end it all.
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I apologize for the shortness of this chapter and my lack of updates. Recovery is the hardest thing to write about because it was a really low point for me but I thank all my faithful readers.