Twisted take

Living with my eating disorder.

"Her poisoned mind focused on self loathing. She looks in the mirror with thoughts of anything but vain. Picking herself apart in all clothing. So much self hate she slowly goes insane. She puts on a smile even with the deafening drum of rotting self confidence."

Crawling in her own skin when looking in a magazine. Envy. Envy so crushing she is sick. Sick after every meal purging now made a daily habit. A habit so destructive to her mental health it becomes a disease. She was only nine when it started forming. Forming this sadistic and twisted dream of being thin.
Sucking the life out of her with every second.

"It's just a number" eleven years of self hate isn't going to fade with you words "weight does define you." Well in this world it does she tells herself lies. Bitter lies of being to big. All because of her diseased take on beauty. She scream to herself in the mirror "it's not good enough.... I'm not good enough" she is wasting away in her own battle field of a mind and the war zone of her heart. She is tired.
She is me.

Author's Note

Be kind it's kinda rough and needs editing.

Reviews

[Masked writer]

This is every person on earth wether "fat" "skinny"
It never is enough for those whose thoughts wander and those who worry day in and day out that they will never be good enough

Cheers, great first read
M.w