Chapter 1:

My Mom put me on my first diet when I was 6

Was the first secret Mitchie decided to write on the back of the post card, the memory flooding back to her as if it had just happened yesterday.

*Flashback*

" Mommy, is it time to go yet?" the young Torres child asked. The recently turned 6 year old was more than eager to start her first day of 1st grade and the morning was going much too slow for the little girls liking.

"In a little bit Mitchie, why don't you go make sure everything is in your bag before we go?" Connie asked. With no objections the little girl went over to her Barbie backpack and made sure all of her new school supplies was packed neatly in her backpack.

"It's all here mommy." Mitchie reported.

"Okay sweetie, get your shoes and jacket on and we can head up to the bus stop." Connie told her. Mitchie rushed to the front door and quickly put on her shoes and jacket and placed her backpack on her back.

"Have a good first day at school princess." Steve said giving Mitchie a kiss on the forehead.

"I will, bye daddy!" Mitchie called out before she and Connie headed up the street to the bus stop.

"Hi Mitchie." One little girl, Sierra, called out as the two Torres women headed up the street.

"Hi Sierra, how was your Summer?" Mitchie asked and the two girls got lost in conversation. As Connie waited with the other mothers at the bus stop she couldn't help but notice something, all of the other children were fairly slim and had lost almost all of their baby fat, Mitchie on the other hand, hadn't. It wasn't that Mitchie was extremely over weight, she just wasn't the same size as the other kids. Mitchie had been a victim of bullying in kindergarten because of it the year before and Connie was determined to not let that happen to her daughter again. As the bus pulled up to the stop Connie gave her daughter a kiss good bye and headed back home where Steve was just getting ready to leave for work. After her husband had kissed her goodbye and left for the day Connie began planning some new changes for the family, more so for Mitchie's sake. By the time Mitchie had gotten off the bus from school Connie had come up with an entire new meal plan to share with her family.

"Hi mommy." Mitchie smiled as she came in the door with her father, who had just returned home for lunch and offered to grab Mitchie on his way.

"Hi sweetie, how was your day at school?" Connie asked.

"It was really fun, Sierra and I are both in Ms. Richards' class and we sit right next to each other!" the little girl exclaimed.

"That's great honey. Did you get any homework?"

"Yeah, we got home reading, but that's it." The little girl reported.

"Well how about you read your home reading to daddy while I finish getting lunch ready?" Connie suggested.

"Okay."

Mitchie and her father made their way into the living room so Mitchie could read the books to him while Connie finished preparing lunch, Greek Salad with whole wheat avocado and chicken clubhouse sandwiches, which was different than Mitchie's usual PB and J with some crackers and cheese.

"Lunch time, guys." Connie called out once the sandwiches had been finished. The two other Torres' came into the kitchen and saw the things on the table, and were admittedly confused.

"Mommy, what's that?" Mitchie asked pointing at the odd looking sandwiches.

"Avocado and Chicken clubhouses and Greek Salad." Connie replied with a smile.

"Why can't we have Peanut Butter and Jam sandwiches?"

"Because, this is better for you sweetie, trust me you'll love it." Connie assured her daughter, placing only half a sandwich on a plate for Mitchie to try. Mitchie was hesitant but since her mother said it would be good, she took her word and took a bite of the sandwich, almost instantly scrunching up her face in disgust.

"I don't like it." Mitchie said placing the sandwich back on it's plate.

"Well maybe try some of the salad then." Connie suggested placing a bit of the salad on Mitchie's plate. Once again the 6 year olds face twisted into disgust as she placed a bit of the salad into her mouth.

"Ugh! That's worse!" the little girl exclaimed.

"Mitchie, you're going to have to get used to it, we're going to be eating a lot healthier around here from now on." Connie told her daughter.

"I know you may not like it now but maybe try it a few more times and you may learn to like it."

"Okay…May I be excused? I'm not very hungry anymore." Mitchie said. With a sigh Connie let her daughter go and Mitchie headed into the living room to watch TV.

*End Flashback

For weeks her mother had forced Mitchie to eat healthier, Salads became a must in their house, and Mitchie's beloved Peanut Butter and Jelly with cheese and crackers were replaced by whole grain tomato and avocado sandwiches with celery and carrot sticks. Mitchie had no idea that her mother had started this healthier eating style because of her for the longest time until she heard her parents talking about it one day after dinner, when they thought Mitchie was busy watching TV in the living room Connie was expressing her concern that the new diet wasn't helping Mitchie lose that much weight and she believed that the kids were only going to continue picking on her daughter if she didn't lose weight soon. Though only six at the time, Mitchie was smart for her age and knew her mother was disappointed in the results of their new eating habits. Soon Mitchie found herself forcing the sandwiches down, only to please her mother and make her happy. At dinner, Mitchie made sure she ate everything put in front of her, so her mother would be happy Mitchie was now willingly going along with the new system of the house. By the end of the first half of the school year, Connie could see the results of the new life style she had chosen for her daughter and needless to say she was elated. Mitchie looked fantastic and the bullying had come to a complete halt by then. But though Mitchie felt good about herself on the outside, she was now constantly worried that she would go back to the way she was, that pudgy little kindergartner that everyone teased and picked on when given the chance, and disappoint her mom after all her hard work. By the end of first grade Mitchie had grown into the system of her new diet, and refused to eat anything else, afraid one bit of food that wasn't healthy would reverse the last 10 months of work. Even now, at 17 Mitchie was scared of disappointing her parents and turning back into that insecure kindergartener that her parents, especially her mother, never wanted her to be again. But between first grade and then Mitchie's methods of maintaining her weight had become much different. At 15 years old Mitchie purged for the first time, a method suggested to her by her friend Melanie's older sister, and had found it both repulsing, yet rewarding. Soon her purging became a daily routine hidden from her parents and closest friends and by 16 Mitchie was down to one meal a day, and even that she purged till it was gone.

So because of her mother, Mitchie Torres developed an eating disorder, that began at only 6 years old

Hey everyone, here's a new chapter :) I know it's depressing a bit, but come on, it's POST SECRETS, it's bound to happen, and plus with my plans, this isn't even gunna be the worst of it. I really hope to post sometime this weekend, if I manage to squeeze in enough free time for myself to write both this and the Faberry fanfic I'm thinking about posting in a bit

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