As i crawled into bed and snuggled up under the covers, my stomach gurgled. Ana giggled and wrapped her arms around me, "What a delightful sound!"
I smiled and agreed. "I'm hungry," i whispered in wonder. "I'd almost forgotten how good hunger felt."
"350 Calories today," Ana praised. "You'd best keep that up."
I nodded. "One meal a day, and that's IT. Once i start eating i have problems stopping, so only one opportunity to binge is 100 times better than three."
Ana nodded. "Good girl." And she planted a kiss on my cheek.
"I wish i could be sickeningly skinny right now," i whined. "If i was disgustingly skinny, i'd know who wanted me more: Matt or Brandon."
Again Ana nodded. "Once you're that skinny, nothing can stop you. You can do anything; know everything; be anyone."
It sounded absurd... Who would believe that skinniness could enable you to conquer the world, so to speak? But i did. I believed it with all my heart, soul, and spirit. And i needed to be skinny, disgustingly, bone-bareingly skinny.