“I’ll be back with your food” those words awoke me from my nightmare back to the room filled with groups of teenagers and their families gleefully laughing enjoying themselves whilst shovelling food into their gigantic mouths, morsels of meat flying across the room as the people chuckled causing me to release a horror-struck groan. After what seem like ages the shrill voice was back “Here’s your food, Enjoy!” “Thank you” delicate china plates were lightly places onto our oak table on them were mountains of sauce-smothered food, nauseating food causing my stomach to do colossal cartwheels.
Everyone dove in except me my eyes focused on the huge piece of cow that lay drowning in huge pools of greasy barbeque sauce, a huge layer of liquid fat flowing freely over the plate causing huge drops of fat dripping off the side of the once clean plate. The vicious aroma of the steak invaded my nostrils violently causing my head to whip back in disgust how can people eat such vile horrific things? I glanced sideways at the people around me whose eyes seemed to light up when their mammoth plates arrived, eyes filled with excitement, pleasure, joy to them this was pleasant to me this was my most terrifying nightmare.
Turning my attention to my life I saw her inquisitive stare her eyes seemingly pierced my soul, she frowned but outstretched her bony fingers and grabbed hold of a china plate which held a immense piece of cake outstretching her hand she placed it on my precious silk napkin “Just eat a little piece, it’s delicious!” The wife crooned, she violently grasped the polished silver spoon, her fingers encasing it, engulfing it, enveloping it. Thunk! It hit the bottom of the china plate. The cake bled sticky red jam and oozed thick clotted cream, dragging it up slowly to my eye line waving the offering amorously.
I had not felt such immense peer pressure for an extensive amount of time, my eyes searched hers for freedom however her stare just intensified, feeling defeated my mouth opened producing a minuscule breach the wife forcefully shoved the over-flowing silver spoon into the opening. The first piece of food I’ve eaten in a week and the memories soon infested my mind making me remembered the horrible childhood memories of food, the bullying, the name-calling. Disgust filled my stomach causing my throat to dry up making me choke, I’m a pig! How can I eat when I’m so big? Disappointment filled me I closed my eyes and letting the feelings overwhelm me. I’m repulsive, I’m overweight and I’m hideous. Many say my life is perfect but if you really knew you you’d know that I’ve suffered with an eating disorder for 2 years now.
