the best of me. preface Ever hear the statement you have to be

the best of me.
preface
 

Ever hear the statement you have to be skinny to be pretty?
 

That was what I used to live by. But being a 140 pound 15 year old, I thought had a lot of work to do. I was determined. I looked at those skinny girls, thinking they have it easy, thinking that was all I wanted to be. I spent my final months trying to be perfect. Starving myself, working out, becoming insane. When I looked in the mirror, I only saw one thing, no matter how thin I was, I needed to be skinnier. Its sad to look back, wishing I didn’t sacrifice myself doing this. But it’s over now, no going back. I look down from up here, seeing all these people living there life, loving their selves, their bodies and all. But my story is not like that, at all.The perfect girl, who was once loved, went insane.  

 

I didn’t beat anorexia. It beat me.