In the Mirror

I’m so tired of being nauseous. It hasn’t been this bad since the summer, and boy do I hate it. I guess I should be thankful, feeling this bad will help me make weight for my January 8th appointment. However, I really wish I could just feel better.

It’s funny because when I look in the mirror, I no longer know who is looking back. She looks familiar, like a distant memory but I can’t place her. Her skin is dull, her eyes are sad and the dirtiness of her hair matches her shirt. She hasn’t given up, but she struggles to keep going. Trying to find herself in such a vapid world, inside herself is where she fights the greatest battle. Between a weak heart and a restless mind, her body is simultaneously her biggest enemy and greatest weapon.

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