Personal reflection

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 …

…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.