It was just an opinion. A few words, short sentence. But it change everything. Beacause Cassie will never look the same at herself. She was in an advertising agency. Her songs becomes more popular every day. She gets a lot of offerts from many diffrent people. Today she has photo session for new fashion magazine. She wears black dress. It matches the piano she is supposed to pose with. Her photographer Olivia is really nice person. She smiles all the time.
- What is that - she asks when she notices the device on Cassie's waist.
- My insuline pomp. I'm a diabetic - girl just answers.
- Oh, I'm so sorry for you. But lately it's probably better huh? You look much better than a month ago. Finally, your bones don't stick out.
Cassie don't know what to say. She is shocked. She never hears comments about her body. She always thought that she is thin enough. But maybe not?
When she came back home, she locks herself into the bathroom. She is looking at the mirror and watching her body. Olivia was right. She gained weight. Not much, but enough to see. She has enough money since she lives with Luke. She can buy diabetes medications and pay the bills. Luke is watching over her treatment, reminding of medications and food. She is healthy finally but she don't think it's okay. She don't want gain weight. She looks in the mirror again. What should she does? Suddenly her diabetics sensor starts beeping. She reaches into the cupboard for medication.
- Everything's fine? - Luke asks knocking on the door.
- Yes, don't worry - Cassie answers. She looks at her syringe with glucose. Hyberglycemia worsens, sugar rises. But Cassie cannot bring herself to take the medicine. She can survive without it. And she won't take in extra calories. It's so simple. She will limit insulin and food and she loses weight quikly. What didn't she think about it before? Cassie puts the syringe down and she sits down on the floor forcing herself not to faint. She never thought it would be the beginning of her diabulimia.