One bite...

I'm hungry,
but the medication I'm taking won't allow me to eat. It really does hurt to not eat.

Lately, my friend hasn't been eating much like she should be.

It's worrying me.

I suppose I can relate to her,I used to be the same.
I used to have to wear clothes as large as size 20.
and this is when I had only just become a teen.
It was horrible.

The names.

The stares.

The moments during family photorgaphs in which I would try to hide myself behind my sister to cut down my size.

Then it started.
I'd keep a photograph of my 'heavier' self,
and one of my best friend.
(who at the time was barely a womans size 6- still isn't today, might I add.)

I would cut down on meals,

then after a while,

I wouldn't eat.

Not eating makes you grumpy. It makes you sad, and it hurts like hell.
It was stupid, but for a while I couldn't stop.
Until one day I realised, in every photograph;
my cheeks were pale and hollow,
and my eyes were dark and had sunk in.

I looked like shit.

From there I ate.

Not crap. Just food, good food.

So to my gorgeous friend, who worries far too much about what other people think; please stop. I love you. I know many people that do too.
Listen to yourself when you talk: "I can see my ribs, my hip bones..."

That's not good.

It means your body's at its limit and I hate seeing you like this!
Regardless I hope you read this, and know that both I and many people we know are here for you.

Love you...ishax