Day 24: A Little In Love

with herself, with the contours of her collarbone and cheekbones and hipbones and ribs splitting through to the surface of her skin.  Smug with the hunger that gnaws at her guts, repeating reminders that pain is weakness leaving the body.  Her thin limbs that are the biggest at their bony joints feel powerful as she shoves the plate away.  Her willpower alone could lift the crushing burden of “concerned” (read: jealous) others.  She chews and she swallows and she thrives on the well-meant words of encouragement that reminded her that she was desirable, beautiful, impressive once she’d lost her baby-fat.

 

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