| She could drive us completely crazy. |
| She could sit at the dining table and I
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| was maybe 15−16 so I knew how it worked, and then we had ordered pizza and food.
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| Fat pizza, well that ain‘t good for me since I‘m so fat. |
| I was a 160 cm tall
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| and weighed 48 kilos so I wasn‘t fat at all. |
| But then she could start throw
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| comments and start provoking me. |
| She could go on for hours saying,
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| How disgusting you are when you eat that. |
| Your parents must turn in the grave
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| when they see you eating that pizzaI tried to say sometimes «please,
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| can’t we just sit here and eat? |
| I cannot tak it anymore. |
| Please stop»
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| But sh went on and on and finally I snapped, my eyes turned black
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| So I attacked her and sat over her… and I hit her as hard as I could over the
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| face. |
| I remembered how damn good it felt
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| Placed on foreign soil
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| Your judging eyes connected to mine
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| You feed me lies
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| And starved me out
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| Left broken
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| With dreams of what I couldn‘t have
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| And so I hurt you
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| The only way I could
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| Left with hate
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| As eating became the escape
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| Left with hate
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| As eating became my escape
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| This particular period is dizzy, I feel dizzy when I talk about it.
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| No time concepts, I just think of all these words she called me and this
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| fucking anxiety I have felt basically every day since I was nine years old.
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| From having moved away from home… lost my parents, Ended up there,
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| she starts drinking, stressing me about food and calling us ugly names,
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| getting completely destroyed. |
| So I was just trying to survive
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| If I wanna go, jump in the water
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| Does it even matter
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| What does it even matter if I can’t say it
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| I would always be there
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| Everything with the food craziness that I had at home made me start dreaming
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| about food. |
| I thought to myself that when I move away from home,
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| I will eat everything I want. |
| I started fantasizing about cakes and similar
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| things and thought «when I grow up I will eat»… I remember that I started
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| fantasizing about food very early. |
| I finally weighed 120 kilos, huge… I liked
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| just being at home when I had moved away from home to my own apartment.
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| Because there I could shut myself in for days and just eat, but I did not
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| understand it then… I did not realize that I weighed so much. |
| When I look at
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| pictures now, I think «oh my god» |