I started to fix myself.
I researched all these diets.
I started doing the liquid diets---which consisted of just clear soups.
But it turned into a water diet.
I was just drinking water.
I didn't want food, anymore.
I got mad at people who tried to offer me food.
They didn't notice my lack of eating, though.
So going through the weeks and months was easy.
I learned how to use a blade that year.
I cut away at my frustration.
I cut away at my excess skin.
I didn't want this.
I didn't want to be here.
What is this feeling?