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Confessions From a Skinny Girl

1. The difference between being naturally thin and being skinny is that when you’re skinny, everyone is constantly trying to get you to eat. As though you are starving yourself on purpose; for some sort of attention. As though they are soldiers and you are a war they must win, with food instead of guns in their hands. 2. Four years ago, when I first realised that I couldn’t sleep on my side anymore because my hipbones cut like knives into my skin, and I could count every single one of my ribs, I ate everything I found in the fridge that I could get my hands on until I threw up, and my mother cried thinking I was doing it on purpose. It took me three sessions of intensive therapy to convince the therapist that I wasn’t sick when honestly, I wasn’t sure anymore about myself when I looked at my reflection in the mirror. 3. The first time a boy grasped my wrist too hard because I didn’t want to turn into another one of his trophies, my wrist was like a twig that could not stop...