First Glance

I remember the first time I read a pro-ana blog. It was innocently discovered; a mere accident. And as I was reading this girl's blog as she poured her heart out I was shocked and frightened. I couldn't believe someone whom I was taught to pity felt so similar to me. She complained about her bad days and rejoiced in her good days (when she ate very little). She blogged her goals and her progress. She posted pictures and I was so jealous. She had the life, it seemed. She was thin and I was an ugly hippo.