Description

Personality

very placid. I never talk to others unless I am spoken to first, keeps locked away in my room high off the grounds, staring out the window drawing what I see each day, it takes my mind off things, off things that happen around me. I don't get along with many others here but I do still fear for my life, my perception of reality is becoming less and less each day.

Equipment

I wear a simple top, simple long black jeans and lace my mothers pendant around my neck, whenever I need to see inspiration to go on, I look to my mother, one day I might be cured of this disease.

History

I was teased, from a very early age I have been teased because of my weight, spiraling into depression as I locked myself in my room, refusing to come out or to eat. I since I was 14 I've been diagnosed with anorexia as my weight tips under 90 pounds, I do not eat in the fear of being where I once was, food is my enemy it makes me sick inside. I can't stand being by myself for too long, the loneliness gets to me and I start hearing what I want to hear, my mother, voices of her echo through my mind and sometimes I see her brown eyes staring back at me.. Sometimes...