I Am Thin, I Am Beautiful, I Am Worthful

There is hope.

"It's time to weigh you," says the therapist.

The girl steps onto the scale. Immediately, the number she sees imprints nine words upon her heart:

I am fat. I am ugly. I am worthless.

Yet as soon as the words flicker across her mind, she fights back. In the middle of the lies that have become her reality, she reaches for the glimmer of sunlight. 

They call it recovery.

She steps off the scale, and setting her shoulders back with determination, she whispers so softly that only she can hear,

I am thin. I am beautiful. I am worthful.

She doesn't believe it, not yet. But she knows that someday, she will.

The End

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