Jay, and Zack could be everywhere or sitting in the black car trying to eat with a skunk.There was a green dog who was named May. If May was snacking good, I would try and let Jay rain a trap through his mind that would nearly not see far enough that you could nap like a baby. Jay and Zack live in a sea called DoHere says Zack. So Zack let me see his dog sit on the brakes of his black car. They like the dog to sit on the brakes because he makes cakes. Which are good if you like them enough, I am no fan. I will say no to the cakes. |
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Late in the fall of my fourteenth year, I got into a heated argument with my father. We fought about the stupidest thing, which was what dress I should wear to my sister's wedding, a long one that flows or a short one that has a lot of poof. We expressed ourselves verbally until he stated something I will never forget. About 5 minutes into the argument, he stated that I wouldn't look good in either dress because I'm "anorexic". That remark hit me hard, and I don't even know why. I felt as if I was shot down by someone that I loved. Little did he know, being skinny is my biggest insecurity. I was anorexic.
It's been 4 months since my dad called that. I didn't want to stay with him so I now live with my aunt, from my dad's side, yes. She confronted my dad about our argument and how his harsh words scarred me, but he didn't really seem to care. I still want to talk to him on the phone, although he doesn't even bother to send a text. Maybe I'm better off without him. Maybe I'll see him again. Since my aunt, Claire, found out about my anorexia, she's been treating me better than anyone, even my new boyfriend, Logan. My boyfriend doesn't like me talking about my anorexia, he thinks it gives him a bad reputation. I honestly don't know if he even loves me or he's using me as some type of doll. He may not appreciate me enough, but I love him, and I'll do anything for him. CHAPTER 2 Everything is slowly getting better, besides the issues with my father. One positive thing is I'm healthier, but still not healthy. This week has been hell week. I failed my math test, I spilled my fruit punch all over my tan pants at school, and Logan broke it off with me. I knew it wasn't going to last with him, but what's his reason for breaking up with me? Am I too sick? Am I too skinny? Is it because I don't eat like a normal person? What's wrong with me! I just need to cool off. I'm digging a hole too deep for myself, and I won't be able to get out of it. There's always something positive out of the negatives, right? Does this mean that something good will come out of going to all these doctor appointments? I'm still not healthy! I feel as if everything is getting worse! Now, I can't even look at any food without getting disgusted and wanting to puke. CHAPTER 3 Yup. You guessed it. I'm worse. I'm not "getting healthier". On top of that, I'm emotionally depressed too. I can't help it either. I need someone by my side, that'll help me through every step of the way. I need someone to love me. I've had a very dark past, about a year ago I was getting bullied almost every single day. I felt as if I were alone. My best friends would tell me I was worth it but i still was unconvinced. I was very, very, very, happy on the outside, but the inside of me was scared. I gave up on myself, I didn't believe anymore, and I seriously had no hope. Even though I felt as if I was trapped in a dark alley, I got out of it. .
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