My Best Friend, My Worst Nightmare. <Tab/>It all started three years ago. My life slowly started to rotate until I lost all control and it turned completely up-side-down. I started lying, sneaking and cheating myself over something as insignificant as the air we breathe. It began as a way of evading my reality of pressures and expectations that no one could possibly understand. It gave me that sense of control …showed first 75 words of 311 total…

…showed last 75 words of 311 total…every time I look into a mirror I still see a girl troubled by the scars this fiend has left. Still wondering why something as uncomplicated as eating caused her so much pain. I don't know why people do this to themselves. I don't know why we must be cruel and make ourselves suffer as a price for our own deception. I had discovered that my comforter, my best friend was now,my worst nightmare.