A/N: This piece hits really close to home with me. I wanted to use a character that I related too. That's why I chose Lita from sailor moon. Sailor Moon has always been one of my favorite anime series. I found myself connecting with Sailor Jupiter the most. Her personality, physical stature and many other traits closely reflect my own in.
This story, is more of an outlet really, it describes who I am, and how I live my life from day to day. Some aspects of it are of course altered for the story's sake. Yet, it still shares with you, the reader, my secrets and ongoing battle with Anorexia and Bulimia.
You can look at this as a sort of memoir. Writing has helped me in many ways, and I am still learning and growing, so reviews would be greatly appreciated. I apologize for the serious nature of this story. I only want to share, and this is the best way I know how.
Thank You Stellar Star Rose
Prologue
Distorted
She was lying against something cool. Taking more caution this time, she brought her hands to her face to shield her self from the light. Squinting in confusion, she realized she was curled up on the bathroom floor. With a sudden wave of panic she bolted up right, taking in her current state.
Shit. She fainted again.
It was the fifth time this month.
Shifting her weight on her tailbone she scanned the floor. Her legs where tangled with her silk green bathrobe, as well as a damp pink towel. Her hand went to the back of her head, her fingers feeling through the mass of dark brown curls, checking for bumps. Her hair was wet for some reason. She sighed in remembrance.
She had been taking a shower.
She felt a sudden chill shoot through her body, making the fine hair on her arm stand up with goose bumps that dotted her pale skin. Despite the curtain of warm steam that covered the room in a thick blanket, she found herself feeling cold. That's when she realized she was still naked. Blushing, she quickly snatched up the robe that was covering her feet.
She slid one arm into one of the robe's sleeves, shivering slightly at the cool feel of the silk that grazed her body. She went to reach for the edge of the sink to prop her self up from the floor. With one strong pull she was on her feet standing tall, her head suddenly emerged into the fog of steam that still hung in the air.
A sudden wave of dizziness over took her then.
"Ugh. Stood up to fast." She murmured to herself while ducking her head. Taking a deep breath, she steadied herself and finished tying the belt of her robe. Looking up once again she noted the dull film of water that now coated the mirror above the sink. Reaching a shaky hand, she placed her palm against the mirrors wet surface. Her emerald eyes taking in the blurred form underneath its dewy shield. Slowly gliding her large palm across it, she peered at the image of herself that escaped through the opening that her palm's path had made.
She sighed, and scrunched her face in disgust.
She may have wiped away the water, but when she looked in the mirror, she was stilled blurred.