The Skinny

* WARNING: This story almost certainly will act as a trigger to anyone with an eating disorder of who is recovering from a food disorder related illness. If you have symptoms of an eating disorder, please consider this very carefully before continuing. *

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My name is Lyric. I'm seventeen years old, and I don't remember the last time I ate ice cream and didn't feel guilty about it.
I don't have an eating disorder, I don't think. I don't eat a lot though, and i'm completely obssessed with my body. Currently, I weight 147 pounds and just looking at that humongously bloated number makes me feel disgusting.

Today so far i've eaten about 370 calories, and it's not even dinner time. Wow.

I don't remember not worrying about my body. Seems like my whole family is quite conscious of it. My dad is very buff, and he goes to the gym almost every day. He's one of those guys that drinks protein shakes like water. He's very cool, although a lot of the time I feel like i can't eat something around him or should exercise more, so he likes me more.
My mom also goes to the gym and she used to always be on some sort of diet or another. Not so much anymore... I think she realized that yo-yo diets don't work. But anyways, me and my mom have the same sense of humor. Really corny. She's also very cool.
I also have a brother and a sister who are very athletic, smart, popular, skinny, and pretty much everything that i'm not.
Anyways, i'm pretty sure you've had enough of my family descriptions. So let me tell you about me.
I'm seventeen. I'm not fat-fat but i'm definitely not skinny. Apparently, i'm pretty, but I don't see it.
It's weird, you know, if you think about it. I look down on those "stupid girld" (to quote a Pink song) that binge and purge but a part of me wishes i could. I know how twisted and wrong that is, but I really need to be skinny. Maybe if I lost like ten pounds... I don't know.
I've gone through some rough patches in my life. But I've always had really great friends to help me through. But then this year that started to fall apart too. I used to party alot. That's how i met my best friend and sometimes love of my universe, Benjamin Leda.
I met Benny years ago at a friend's house, but I'm out of computer time today, so I'll tell you that story tomorrow.
Love All Ways, Lyric.