*throwback*
"I'm sorry but I think we should break up."
"It's okay." I went back homeand straight into my room.
He broke up with me to go out with a skinnier girl.
I felt bad about myself. I had to do it.
I had to.
I entered the restroom and put my finger inside my throat and felt at ease.
It felt like the right thing to do at the moment. It was the only thing that made me feel good enough. I wasn't skinny enough and definitely not pretty.
He'd left me for the head cheerleader of our school. How could he be so heartless.
I put my finger inside again. Making me throw up, I had to lose weight.
Eventually I got myself used to having 1-2 meals a day. I stopped eating and I could see the number on the scale.
One time when I was home alone I did it and that same instant my mom came and heard me.
She forced me to go to a therapist and he helped me through this. I now eat regularly but the urge to do it again never stopped.
But did I have the strength to do this agin? Maybe I did. You never know.
((A/n: I'm
Soo soo so sorry I'm sorry for not updating last time and I know this is short but hey you know more about Madison's past. Soon we will go back to violets POV and yea c:))
