Light As a Feather

Intro

When I was in grade school, I always wondered why all the other girls seemed built different than me. I always wondered why their bone structure seemed to be right to the point and sharp in all the right places. The magazines mirrored it and the tv followed suite. It had Tyra Banks walking on a runway telling me that beauty was pain and that its okay if it feels that way; That beauty took work, blood, sweat, and tears and that if we didn't do all of that we weren't really pretty. I started counting calories at 10 and I suddenly realized they were everywhere, they were in my favorite drinks, cereals, and snacks. They would follow me and attach to my hips and thighs, and worst of all, my stomach. No matter how much I worked out, no matter how much I cried, sweat, and dieted, I would not see those numbers move. I'd weigh myself often two to three times a day and the scale laughed at me. It seemed to take delight in my weight. The needle on the scale moved quickly, It's like it was mocking me. "Creak", it would say as I teetered off and on.

One day I found the secret, I found the cure. I honestly couldn't believe it. I met a girl while crying in my room, yet again over my weight. She told me that a lot of girls had my issue, but that there was something they did that I had never tried before. "A special diet", she spoke. I couldn't believe how blind I was. That night I spent most of my time in the bathroom with her as she taught me the basics. At first I was disgusted, but she reassured me this was definitely the only way. Three sessions in with her and I felt beautiful, iI felt thin. The numbers were going down, the scale seemed to sigh with relief, and suddenly so did I. It was all thanks to my friend Mia. From that point on she was all I needed.