It started off simple, no one ever noticed a thing. Just simple ‘oh you lost some weight’ as compliments or small comments on your weight. Thing was, your family never assumed you to be all much chubby, just baby fat. They didn’t understand it. Skin and bone. That was pretty.

After a year there was suspicion growing, your mother or father checking on you during work hours with ‘have you eaten?’ Or offering to buy you food. Also reaching out to your older brother or trying to get information out of your little sister.

Currently she didn’t understand what an eating di-order was like everyone else did. But she knew she got money out of eating your lunch, dinner, and breakfast, so she didn’t complain and kept it a secret as much as she could.

As your parents got home from a night out they asked the overbearing and constant question. “Did you eat?” After making their presences known.