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Jun 2016
I'm trying so hard to fit in,
But the pressure is high to be masculine.
I go to the gym everyday
For at least 4 hours - that's the way
to keep on losing all of this weight.
I can't remember the last time that I ate.

Water fasts, laxatives, diuretics galore,
This is an illness no one should ignore.

1 stone, 2  stone, 3 stone gone,
Nothing left for my body to live on.
But nobody listened when I asked for help in this,
Because I am a male my struggles with anorexia went amiss.

I became dangerously underweight,
My organs began to fail - now I know my fate.
A poem based on male anorexia and how society often misses the signs with male suffers.
Shannon Callow
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Shannon Callow  24/F
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