It was a normal day, you and River were great friends. She knew almost everything about you. And by almost that meant... she didn't know about your deepest troubles

One of those was a eating disorder. It wasn't hard to hide as you ate most of your food in your room, hiding extras in places only you knew, and bingeing sometimes without even noticing, but today none of those were options. You were exhausted, your stomach too full. All you wanted to do was hide in your room and hope you'd rot away. Maybe then you'd look beautiful.

You stared in the mirror, obsessing over every part, ones that looked too right or not right enough. Suddenly, the door opened.

"Darling, you haven't come out all day. Are you o-" She stopped and looked concerned "Baby?... what's wrong?" Her voice always told the truth: she wanted an honest answer.