Alex Winder's Story | Olivia Creps

This wasn't the first time that I had sat in this waiting room. The nurses knew me by name, and I was beginning to recognize them. My mom sat next to me wringing her old woman hands. I wasn't worried about anything, there was no reason to worry so long as my mom was doing that for me. It was her fault anyway. She was the one that was always saying something to the effect of, "A size eight! Goodness! I never wore anything about a size six!" Yup, I am anorexic. That's why I had become a frequent patient for the last two years at St. Augustine's Medical Center.

"Chill mom," I said re-crossing my legs in the other direction.

She didn't say anything, but that was becoming the norm. When I was younger, my mom and I shared a great mother-daughter relationship, but now I could tell that my mom had a difficult time talking to me.

My mom was really pretty. She always had been, and she always told me how I took more after my father. That always bothered me, and in the end that was the reason why I didn't idolize my mom. I felt as if I was totally different from her. Instead I looked towards the movie stars and rock stars. People laugh at how someone can idolize someone they will never meet or don't know anything about, but it happened to me. That was another reason why I stopped eating.

The doctor walked into the room as I regretted not eating a bite for dinner the night before and told us the news. My mom burst into tears turning her face away from me. It didn't matter though. Suddenly I didn't care much about life anymore. My whole life I would have given anything to be just like the beautiful movie stars I would watch... and that's what I did. I gave up my healthy body to date the football captain! I gave up a healthy mind to be a senseless twit that guys would goggle at... I gave up my only chance to have my own family to be thin.