Booksfan001

I met ED last year at 13 and I hate him more than I can put into words. He broke me so many times then put me back together only to mame me in some new twisted way. I know this demon in starvation only. I never threw up my meals just didnt eat them. And every time I looked in the mirror he was sitting next to me with a rope around my throat, slowly but surely strangling me. Makeing me suffer until the point of thoughts of suicide, that way it would look as if the whole situation was my fault. He comforted me, told me I was wonderful then slapped me in the face. But my bruises were invisible. When I disobeyed him he punished me. He tortured me