December
2, 1998
My mom and dad still don’t know. Every
night I sit in my room and look into this mirror.
I hate that mirror. It’s
the one thing that can totally diminish my self esteem, that is whatever self
esteem I have left. I honestly
don’t think they even care. They
haven’t noticed that none of my clothes are
fitting, or that I only eat the absolutely minimum amount to look normal.
I guess I should be happy they don’t notice. They’d probably try to take me to therapy or something like
that. It wouldn’t help
anyways...I am going to weigh at least 100 pounds, and no one will stop me.
Laura
December
29, 1998
Well, here I am... 105...I’m almost there.
I never thought I would be down to 100 pounds.
However, I don’t look near as small as I thought I would.
There is absolutely no way I’m stopping when I hit 100.
I can’t wait to get the perfect body.
Mom and dad are starting to notice my weight loss, along with some of my
friends, bit I’m doing a good job just blowing it off and acting like
everything’s normal, although they might be suspicious because it’s getting
harder and harder to shuffle the food around on my plate to make it look like
I’m eating. At least they
haven’t noticed my exercising. I’ve
been going for long walks after they got to bed, and they never know.
Speaking of walks , I think I’ll take one.
Laura