eating disorders
Knowing the fact that no human could be perfect, my determination to accomplish the impossible was merely unstoppable. I would never be satisfied with any of my accomplishments for they were never perfect enough. Instead of giving myself a pat on the back for the amount of effort I put into the work, I would pin point on the little imperfections I made. I thought putting my self- esteem down would literally make me accomplish my life goal. My term of being the “perfectionist” was to be accepted by everyone. My desire for being accepted in the society made me compare myself to the models and actresses that played the role of “perfectionism”. These walking clothes hangers laughed and laughed in front of my “green” eyes for I felt jealousy because they had what I didn’t have. Day by day, I would pile my bedroom floor with useless magazines featuring models that looked like they were ready to fall apart. I personally did not admire these so called “raging beauties”, but because the society that I lived in called these so called “raging beauties” the role model of “perfectionism”; my goals were basically to lose weight and become the clothes hanger that everyone admired. I was at a hefty weight of 185lbs
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Some common words found in the essay are:
Bulimia Binging, Identity Knowing, LOVE DRUGS, Maia Maybe, lose weight, ready fall, ready fall apart, self- esteem, looked ready fall, didnt home, fairy tale, finally found, looked ready, seriously didnt, didnt care, getting drugs, called raging beauties, told mom loved, life living hell,
Approximate Word count = 5061
Approximate Pages = 20 (250 words per page double spaced)
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