Very short one, but I needed to write something, because I've been at home with the flu since Saturday and I felt like I wasn't going to write anything if I didn't write this now.
Please enjoy!
MLB
She looked at herself in the mirror, as she stood in only her undergarments.
She had a thin outline and it kind of scared her, but there was nothing she could do about it herself.
She couldn't stop herself as she checked her weight for the second time that day, or how she would wrap her index and thumb around her arm to see how thin she was.
She couldn't stop as she looked at her meal, already counting the calories without thinking, as she gulped down some glasses of water to trick herself into being full.
She couldn't stop herself from hanging over the toilet, hurling, whenever she ate a little too much.
Her own behaviour was taking it's toll on her, she would be dizzy, and scatter brained.
Her mind would go foggy and she just wanted to eat.But as soon as she ate her lunch she hang over the toilet again, her mind calculating the calories she just had and her heart pounding in her ears.
Instead of being driven home she would take a walk, trying to keep herself upright as she tried to lose some extra calories.
The second she got home she went to her bathroom to, again, check her weight, disappointed when it was still the same as the day before...