TW: EATING DISORDER REFERENCE.
I fall in and out of love with Ana. There are days she consumes my waking thoughts, and my unconscious ones as well. Days she whispers, low and sultry, in my ear about numbers, and skipping meals, and “just think how lovely you’ll be, when you’ve truly listened to me”
But there are days when I’ve managed to silence her demands, when my attempts at loving myself are louder, when I can think “remember all the good this body has done you, remember how it cares for you. Care back.”
Ana always returns, promises of love on her lips, but requirements and rules and roles as well.











