Posts tagged self harm
Easter Dresses

Another woman in the shop, an older woman—bleach-blonde hair, worn face—regards me: “You look great, honey.”

I had longed for this moment—for decades, really. Ever since age thirteen, when I first began throwing away my school lunches and going to soccer practice, doing suicides—up and down the field, up and down the field, touch the goal line once again—on an empty stomach.

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