Each time my mom calls me for dinner,
It happens
I start to eat, feel nothing unusual
Then it hits
I start to feel sick at the sight of my barely eaten meal
And then I lose my appetite
Don't finish my food

Each time my friends and I sit down for lunch,
I watch while everyone enjoys their lunch
As I sit there and talk
Don't go to the line and pick up some food

Each time I get done showering,
I walk into the kitchen,
Pull out some bread even though I know I'm not going to eat
My stomach hurts a little
But I'm so used to it, I ignore it and keep getting ready for the day

The scale reads 115
When I step onto it
And the tape measure tells me I'm 5 3'

Please somebody,
What's wrong with me?