A letter from your eating
disorder...
Hello my name is anorexia or bulimia (take your pick)
People who invite me into their lives think they chose me but in
reality, I chose them. I am ruthless and as soon as you give me a
chance to enter your life I will make you miserable. I control
you. I am your master and I will make it extremely difficult for
you to kick me out of your life. I make you think I am your best
friend and the only one who understands you but that is only so
you let me stay in your life long enough for me to take it. There
is nothing special about you, you are just a host for my
infliction of desolation and despair on your own life. Some
people invite me into their lives and some don't give me the
time of day. I just keep on going person to person looking for my
next victom. Once I am done with you I will move on to the next
person. I am ruthless, I do not care about you and I am not your
friend. I am the worst of the worst and the scum of the earth. I
am anerexia, I am bulimia.
P.S. you should probably kill me before I do kill you.
Sincerily, Your
worst nightmare.
nmq, format by
neversaynever16
