Hello. My name is anorexia. People who invite me into their lives think they chose me, but in reality I chose them. I’m ruthless and as soon as you give me a chance to enter your life I will make you miserable. I control you. I’m your master and I will make it extremely difficult for you to kick me out of your life. I make you think I’m your best friend and the only one who understand you, but that is only so you let me stay in your life long enough for me to take it. There is nothing special about you. You’re just the host for my infliction of desolation and despair on your own life. Some people invite me into their lives and some don’t give me the time of day. I just keep on going person to person, looking for my next victim. Once I’m done with you, I’ll move on to the next person. I’m ruthless I don’t care about you, and I’m not your friend. I’m the worst of the worst and the scum of the earth. I am anorexia.

P.s You should probably try to kill me before I kill you. Sincerily, your worst nightmare.