I know this girl,
Her name is
Ana.
We used to be
Best friends,
But things changed.
She told me things
That I wish I had
Never heard.
"Don't eat."
"He'll never love you as long as you look like that."
"You are such a fat cow!"
These are only
A few of
Ana's remarks.
Ana
Made me
Hate myself.
I stopped eating.
I exercised all the time.
All I wanted was to see progress.
I counted everything.
Calories, bites, inches,
Pounds.
Stepping
On the scale became
Torture.
If it went down, great!
If it went up,
Punishment.
Less food, more exercise.
After all,
That could make me perfect.
Eventually,
I made Ana
Leave.
Now though,
She wants to
Come back.
I can't
Let Ana
Win.
So my question
Of friend or foe
Is now answered.
