"When was the last time you ate over five hundred calories?
Or took the day off from the gym?
You've been shrinking day after day,
Month after month.
Soon to be nothing but bones buried in the dirt.
You have so much to live for,
Yet you starve for perfection and continue slowly killing yourself.
Why?
You're perfect the way you are!"
They say.
"No one could ever fulfill the place you have in this world!"
They say.
But the sad truth is that someone can and they will.
As much as I'd like to believe I'm special and unique I am disposable, just like everyone else.
Sure my family and friends will be sad for a few days and maybe even months or years,
but people move on.
And as sad as it is,
I have too.