Mariana Adams-Foster : Striving for Perfection

by mrk1023

Mariana is my favorite character on The Fosters. I thought it would be interesting to write a story about her developing an eating disorder. This has not happened on the show, and I think Cierra Ramirez is beautiful and not fat, it's just something I thought of and wanted to write about.

6. Chapter 6

(No POV)

At Mariana's next appointment with Dr. Morris, she asked her to step on the scale in her office.

"106. You've lost 4 pounds since last week. What have your eating patterns have been like?"

"Well, yesterday I skipped lunch because I was mad at Jesus but other than that I've been eating something for every meal like you asked me to."

"That's great that you've been trying. How is your relationship with your twin brother?"

"Usually good. We get along most of the time but he's been on my nerves about this whole therapy/recovery thing… I think he things I'm trying to kill myself or something."

"Would you agree that you use food as a way to cope with feeling angry?"

"Yeah, I guess. I think, 'it will be okay if I don't eat the rest of the day' but then I feel guilty because I know you want me to eat more regularly."

"What do you want, Mariana?"

"I want to be skinny. I want to look in the mirror and not hate myself."

"You are skinny. Since you've been starving yourself, if you lose any more weight your body will burn muscle because you're not giving it the fuel you need to survive. Food is fuel, it gives us life and energy."

Mariana sighed and replied, "I know. But I just don't want to stop."

Dr. Morris nodded her head and said, "We'll keep working on it. For now, can you promise me that you will try to eat at least 3 times a day?"

"I'll try."

When Mariana got home from her appointment, she went into her bedroom and sat on her bed. Jesus came in a minute later.

"So how was your appointment?" he asked her.

She rolled her eyes and replied, "Fine. Not that you actually care."

"Mariana, are you freaking kidding me? Of course I care. Why else would I ask?"

"You're always too busy to pay attention to me anyways." Mariana looked down at her lap. Jesus walked over and sat next to her.

"I love you. Nothing is ever gonna change that. I'm sorry I've been busy lately. But I have noticed you becoming more distant. I just want you to be happy. And healthy." Mariana teared up a little; she and Jesus hadn't been talking as much as they usually do. They hugged and she smiled. Maybe recovery wouldn't be so bad. Her brother was there to support her and that made her feel like she could do anything.