"How? How can i still be fat?!" I sobbed into Ana's arms. "I haven't eaten hardly anything for two whole days, and i'm so hungry."
"Hush. You've eaten more than you think, now stop your whining. You'll be all right."
I shook my head violently. "No, i won't. I'm fat!"
Ana stroked my hair, trying to calm me. "You're on your way to thin," she said gently.
"I want it now; i'm tired of waiting."
"You can't always have everything you want exactly when you want it. It'll be worth it when you get there, i promise."