So I'll begin simple and sweet.
She was a beautiful girl and deeply loved.
One day she lost the light in her eyes. Internally she started to die.
We all stood in shock.
All we could do was watch.
Watch as she minimized her food intake and payed attention to calories. I'd cook her favorite meals but she'd just say no thank you.
I held her close one night.
Little did I know that that night was the last.
The last night I would ever see her glassy blue eyes.
Ever wipe the tears she cried. Sweeping her hair out of her face I began to say... Darling, you have to stop.
Look at what your doing to yourself. You've lost over ninty pounds.
You are turning to dust and won't make it much longer.
What do I have to do to help you be stronger.
I've tried it all but every idea just falls. I love you so much baby.
Stop please.
She did stop in the end.
She stopped living.