This hurts worse than a bikini wax

So I left off with the fire. Then two days later I got stuck in an elevator for 30 minutes. Alexa freaked out SO bad.  She cried the entire time and held onto the back bar for dear life. Literally. While I was trying to comfort her she was saying, “I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die”.  Anyways, everyone was fine and the power had gone out.  Then the next week and a half went by surprisingly fast and not much happened.  Today I got a hair cut (nothing drastic) a bikini wax, and a pedicure. 

What hurt worse than the bikini wax is what I saw on Facebook afterwards.  I knew what was happening and I had even seen a picture, but nothing prepared me for what I saw today.  I wanted to cry. I still do. 13% of teenage girls have Bulimia and it doesn’t seem real until one of your best friends has it.

In London, I had 3 REALLY close friends; Alaima, Gemma and Alice. Alaima was known for her small pinkie and for showing up really late.  Gemma was known for being silly, carefree and a wonderful singer and dancer, she was just super talented- still is. Alice was known for her fierceness, crazy muscles (she’s the one who bruised my ribs by hugging me) and for telling us that we were not eating enough. 

Alaima told me one afternoon about Alice and I was scared and sad.  Then found out that Gemma and Alaima had confronted her about it and Alice replied with, “This is my life, stay out of it!” or something to that effect anyways.  Then I saw the first picture and I wanted to cry.  I have been so worried about Alice, SO WORRIED.

Prom there was yesterday.  Today they posted pictures. It was then I saw the picture. I’m serious, it is torture to be in a separate continent and not be able to do anything.  I can’t imagine what it’s like to be there, watching it everyday and not be able to help.

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After -

From left to right – Alice, Gemma, Alaima