It’s beginning to sink in. Slowly, slowly its sinking in. Filtering through the layers of happiness and being carefree. It’s sinking. Ever so slowly. Layer by layer, its sinking through my skin and bringing me back to the real world.
Reality is waking up and looking at a body that you despise.
Reality is pretending to take food then hiding it in your handbag.
Reality is saying “I just ate” when you’ve only had half an orange for the whole day.
Reality is that gnawing sensation in your stomach that you ignore.
Reality is getting to 4pm and giving in; eating everything in the cupboards.
Reality is hating yourself. Hating every aspect of yourself and your life.
Welcome to my reality.