This blog is a story about me and my dear friend Ana (aka. anorexia). It's partly fiction, but almost completely true. And it's definately Pro Ana.
Monday, December 14, 2009
Gala Apple
"That's the tiniest apple i've ever seen," i complained.
"But it's all you need, and it's all you're going to eat," Ana replied with a devilish grin.
"Ana, come on, i can't work out on just an apple."
"Oh yes you can, my skinny little friend. You're strong enough. Besides, you had right around 1000 Calories yesterday; you can feed off those."
I wasn't sure if her words were encouraging or discouraging, but i'd take them nonetheless, for they had come from her mouth. "One apple, all day, again, i promise," i said softly.
"Very good, love." She kissed my cheek and plopped the apple into my outstretched hand. "Chow down; we've got a work-out to do today."
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Hopefully the tiny apple was it for the day and you stayed in control.
ReplyDeleteI totally relate to your binge-mode and I'm currently fighting for control too.
xo
* * at least Ana called you her skinny little friend * *
the apple diet works even better when you put ginger and cinnimon on your apple slices. it boosts your metabolism like mad!
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