bite by bite
Location
I see my reflection
Fat/ugly/stupid/cunt/slut/whore
Never good enough
A blanket woven from all the ugly things people have said the secrets whispered
behind my back smothers me
I’m trapped in the mirror and I can’t get out
This is a disease of silence,
Silent screams for something
Help, escape, attention,
Love
The things I need
The things I never ask for
Because in my eyes
I’m worthless
For whatever reason
I don’t deserve Them
Don’t deserve It
Don’t deserve You
So I play a guessing game
The game of guess what I need from you
But you’ll never know what it is
And I’m left feeling even more worthless
They told me my eyes are broken
My reflection is a lie
Perhaps I can steal your eyes for a while and see whatever it is you see
Because I don’t understand how my mother could possibly say
“You look sick”
When I am this whale of a girl
She and I sit at the dinner table
There’s hope in here eyes because my plate is nearly empty
Then she realizes
I slipped my pasta in my bra, smeared salad dressing on the seat, stuffed
chicken up my sagging sweater sleeves
Dialogue-
You need more
I’m not hungry
It doesn’t matter
Mom I’m fine
You need to eat
No
I can’t watch you d-i-e
And she spells it, because my sister is there
So I try
I try to bring the fork to my mouth but my hands shake like a creaky old chair
It’s heavier than a cement truck
Heavier than 100 elephants
Heavier
Than my mother’s heart
I just can’t do it.
I hide in a cocoon of electric blankets and down comforters
My thoughts form into a foggy cloud that hangs low over my head
Then there is rain
Rain in my eyes, rain in my veins, rain slipping down my face
Pain
CUT/PUKE/STARVE/BLISTER/BLEED/REPEAT
It’s easier to climb through a hole into self-hate and stay there
To starve until my bones poke through my SeranWrap skin, become a shell girl
To smoke poison, let toxic waste run through me
To shred my skinbag, open my arteries, let red rivers flow
It’s easier than it is
To feel
They said they wanted me to get better so I tried
For a while
But it seemed like they only love me when I was stuck in the mirror
And I was in that middle ground
All I knew was that I wasn’t doing my best at either, living or dying
I was sent away to hospitals in the city and houses in the mountains
Fluorescent lights and cameras
Where girls had furry legs
And fuzzy armpits
Because razors are sharp… and sharp is not allowed
Where we counted in the bathroom and they checked our toilets before we
flushed
They took notes on our sleep, mood and bowel movements
How we acted at meals and around each other
Where our skin was checked for new marks every day
Each morning we peed in a cup, stepped on the scale, took the colorful seeds to
fix our crazy
Where they pumped is full of food
And tried to teach us how to rewire our brains
See it all as good
The first time
I had midnight exercise parties, purged in pillowcases
I tore new holes in my safety pin skin
I was their marionette doll
But I was scared
The second time
Was when they realized my wires were more tangled than they thought
They put me on pills to keep my happys and my sads the way they ought to be
The third time
I began to believe what they said
Maybe I am more than a skeleton girl running on the powder in my nose and the
smoke in my lungs
More than 00 jeans and 200 calories a day.
More than the razor across my skin and the scale under my feet
More than the badness inside my head
Maybe I am more than the mirror that traps me
There is no magic cure
Just one foot ahead of the other
One day, one meal, one bite at a time
The laugh of my sister
A smile from a stranger
The words “I love you”
Slowly, there are more good days
Good weeks
Good months
Good years
And you have a good life
I spent too many nights shivering in bed when I could have been
With a girl who has soft lips and warm hands or
A friend with a gentle heart and cheerful eyes
So I am starting now
I am here today