My Escape - Bulimia story
My Escape:
A True Story
I stared down at the bowl-shaped fixture trying to collect my thoughts. This is wrong, I thought. But why do I feel so much better afterwards? I crouched over the toilet like a lion crouching to protect her cub from hunters. I slowly moved my index finger to my open mout....
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