The Thin Pact.

My blog is so fucking generic, I can't stand it.

My best ana friend Riley and I made a pact tonight. We're devoting ourselves completely to ana. We want to be thin, we're done with food, we're done with Mia.
I'm excited. And scared. And I kinda want to cry and I'm also a little tipsy.
Ana, darling, won't you come into my life?
I'm ready to give myself to you.
I'm ready to listen to your every word.
I'm ready to be your disciple, and your best friend,
your most devoted student.
It sounds like I'm praying to a disease.
I am.
I'm done straddling the corner of the fences that divide recovery, ana, and mia. I'm currently standing on the ledge, looking into the barren wasteland lush green fields of wintergirl territory. I'm closing my eyes, taking a breath, and hoping over.
Tonight I fall asleep with ana by my side.
Tomorrow I wake up and grab her hand as I walk through the day.
I'm fasting tomorrow. Day 4 of ABC on Thursday.
I won't let you down, Ana.
I can't.