Dad got someone to fix the mirror.

He didn't even have to ask me what was wrong.

He knew.

And I knew I shouldn't do this.

I knew I shouldn't be standing here

considering my last breakdown.

But I did so anyway.

I stared at my reflection.

It was almost a twisted reality, really.

My ribs still prodded out of my skin

and my bony arms lay frigid

at my side.

This sight used to make me happy,

but now,

I feel sick.

I feel angry.

And I feel stupid.

I was just skin and bones now;

more bone

than skin.

Maybe if I eat something tonight

I'll be fine

I'll be fine

My body will be fine.

| I feel like you all are going to hate me, but my job is to pull at your heartstrings, so it'll be okay =) But I'm Falling seems to be in everyone's interests, so that's a go. Hope you all enjoyed this update (as promised)! |