An open letter to anorexia

Dear Ana,

Today I closed my eyes and I was laughing with my friends. We went to the park and ate ice cream and not a single second thought was given. But when I open my heavy eyes, I am curled up in my bed. They are laughing, I am crying. They are going to the beach, I am the cold waves that brush against their feet. I gave you everything I ever had. I played your games and you let me win. The feat of numbers crashing down, the way the delicate bridge under my shirt flashed so lightly in the mirror. My depleting energy was the badge of hard work. Kissing death was a dance under the moon. When I reached the top, I was never number one. You lied, and I loved you. You are the best friend I have ever had. And I wish I had never met you.