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*T.W. Bulimia!! I grasp the toilet bowl as I throw up the food I ate.
Jaxon made me eat so much that when I was done, the jeans I was wearing were too tight and my stomach was huge. I would never blame this on anyone but myself.
I was somewhat diagnosed with bulimia and anorexia a while back but no one knows of it. I know, it's bad and maybe, I should get help but I don't think I want it.
I take care of myself good, majority of the time. There are times where my body shuts down in order to protect itself but other than that, I'm good.
It helps being in the modeling industry because you have to be skinny, care about your weight and that's what I do. I might obsess over it but only a little.
When people hear anorexia, they immediately think of a broken skeleton walking around slowly but I'm not that bad and people don't need to treat me differently because of it.
But I'm not broken, right? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Good morning, Jaxon."
He mumbles his 'good morning' while cupping his coffee. Someone's not a morning person.
"We're going back to New York today." I tell him, grabbing a water bottle.
"You need to eat something." He mumbles, looking at me through his puffy eyes.
"I don't eat breakfast. Get ready." I smile before going back to my room.
If he's going to start obsessing over the food I eat, I might as well let him go back to his normal job because I don't need the stress of that along with the other things.
I take a seat in my chair as people start doing my hair and makeup.
I have no idea where Journey went. She wasn't here when I woke up and she still isn't here. We're taking my plane back to New York so if she's planning on meeting us there she'd have to fly first class.
All I have today is a show, but I have a show and two photo shoots tomorrow and a party to go to afterwards.
Sometimes, I wonder what my life would be like if I didn't try for modeling. Would I be married by now? Would I have kids? Would I have met Jaxon or Journey? Would I have still lost everything? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "You can turn around now."
Jaxon slowly spins to face me before his eyes trail down my body, stopping momentarily at my ass than looks at the mirror and scanning the front before staring at my breasts.
"Ask me on a date first?" I joke, turning to lean my back against the table.
I won't lie, this is the most beautiful bikini I've ever put on. A triangle, diamond top held by stings as the bottom is a loincloth front and a thong back, resting high on my hips.
