Ana Death

Anorexia IS NOT PRETTY. It IS NOT FUN. It makes you WEAK. It makes you TIRED. It makes you IRRITABLE. You become OBSESSED. You no longer control it. IT controls YOU. It hurts to sit down, or lay down, because you no longer have any "cushion"...just bone. You stand all the time. You exercise all the time. You are always anxious, always moving around. You faint. You get dizzy everytime you stand or move too quickly. You are constipated. Your hair falls out in clumps, and is dry and brittle. Your skin is an unnatural color. You have bruises all over your body, you have no muscle. You have to dress in layers of clothing because you are always so cold. You look like death walking. You are pale. You lack the ability to concentrate. You deny that anything is wrong. You cut your apple up into tiny dices and make yourself chew each dice at least thirty times. Or you chew it up and then spit it out into a napkin when you parents aren't watching. Your blood does not clot, if you get a cut, you could bleed to death. You find what you think to be a (miniscule) amount of fat on your thigh and thus make yourself work out for three hours. You take diet pills and laxatives. You want to be thin. You would DIE to be thin. You already ARE thin. Too thin. You think you are fat. You would rather be DEAD than fat. When you are dead, it will not matter that you were thin. All of that hard work, for nothing. What does thinness get you? Not happiness. Not comfort. Not anything that truly matters in this life. ANOREXIA gets you DEATH. Is this REALLY how you want to die???