Short, Sweet, and Scary

Here we go again. Crying, for the fourth time today, I felt small. My boyfriend looked at me, clearly stable and well, and I felt even smaller. It was hot in my sweatshirt, the one he’d gifted to me. My skin prickled from the inside out. It was 4PM and I’d only eaten a slice of pumpkin bread and half a box of uncooked ravioli. I couldn’t decide

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