Dear Finn
I get why you hate me,i really do but atleast look at me.Every saturday when i go to that cafe,i know you see me but your eyes refuse to land on me and that hurts.I'll work up the courage to give you the other letter and i hope you'll read it and finally see i'm getting better,i truely am Finn,i dont scream at my reflection anymore,i dont avoid the gaze of a cooked meal.I eat...slowly i'm getting better.I promise.
YOU ARE READING
Journey Back From Anorexia
Teen FictionFight anorexia, claw at it, and spit in its face. Be on your journey back from this devilish disorder. There are problems. Such as the emotional problems that started it all. So I implore you ,write letters, write a journal and maybe you will be set...
