I stand rigid, looking into my shattered mirror.
The glass cutting all of me.
I didn't do this.
This isn't me..
The figure standing in front of me, skin and bones, bleeding out, could never be me.
Because I'm huge, and I wish I could be skinny.
The shards stick out everywhere I look.
This body is not mine.

The world around me starts to spin...I become dizzy and nauseous.

I have no control.