The Rose That Hated Her Beauty
by Kayla R
(pennsylvania)
Less than one year ago, I was overweight. People would tease me about it and it hurt me, but I never got obsessive over it. I had a lot of friends and I loved my life.
But, I started getting bigger and I joined the gym. I didn't want to wait any longer to loose the weight. I got very obsessive at that point.
I started getting so depressed that I had no energy. Then I stopped going to the gym. I would go 3 or 4 days without eating, and every time I ate I would feel so horrible and fat.
I hated my life and myself. It didn't matter how many people told me I was skinny, I still thought I was huge. I wouldn't loose any weight either. Nobody could understand the feelings I had about my life and myself.
I finally recovered a couple of months after. I'm so happy now. I hope the people who go through this disorder get out of it like I did. It's honestly the worst feeling anybody could have because it doesn't go away. It makes you never have fun, even if your with your friends.
Everyday drags by and you can't wait to just sleep, because sleeping is the only time you're happy.