Ana.I dyed my hair, so she couldn't reconise me.I moved, so she couldn't find me.I laughed, so she couldn't watch me cry.I became myself, so she couldn't be me.I ate, so she couldn't love my bones.She found me though.At my weakest point, she found me.She was in the darkness.I tried to resist.But I could feel her hand over my mouth.I could hear her whispering to me."Stop eating.""Look at your fat stomach.""Blokes won't like you""Fat. Fat. Fat. Fat. Fat."I screamed for help.But no one was there.I was alone again.Kneeling over the sink.Starving.Fighting my own battle with her again.With Ana.Alone.