Pretty Miss IdinaMature

We were at the airport, anxiously awaiting Idina's arrival. Because as much as I was jealous of Idina, I was still excited to have her back. I didn't resent Idina herself, after all. Just the eating disorder.

As soon as Pretty Miss Idina stepped out of the ramp that goes from the airplane to the airport, I couldn't help but think how adorable she was. How brutal eating disorders are, twisting a girl's beautiful appearance into a monster that only they see! As we hugged Idina and welcomed her home, I felt that old hatred for anorexia rising in my heart. How dare it attack my sister?!

We got Idina's stuff all loaded into our car and took off for home. Things were going to return to normal. Or at least, we thought they would.

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