Mysterious Illness Leads to Incredible Svelteness

So, excuse the lack of writing, but I had the kind of boyfriend I’m sure some of you can relate to. I call him the parasite…somebody who didn’t want me doing much but going to sit on the toilet after the smallest “meal” (such as 2 crackers with peanut butter and jam). At first I thought he was cute…I had no other friends and he thought I was cute too. But then he tried to change me. This guy also didn’t think much of me going out with strangers…he wanted me at home…with him, usually knocked out on the bed for hours. I didn’t know what hit me but I think it was him. This was a pretty abusive relationship. If I was gonna’ eat, he wanted me on the toilet right afterwards. The upside of this abusive relationship was it got me looking rather svelte, slim, slender. You’re smart people, you get the idea. He didn’t want me goin’ to no doctor, either, and he certainly wasn’t down with hospitals either.

Luckily for him, my new acquaintances were nice but shy and also had very busy schedules outside of teaching. They didn’t notice my shrinking stomach and my desperate retreats to the john.
When I started blatantly steppin’ out on him, eating bowls of $.25 Mie Ayam (chicken soup with noodles and greens) and drinking $.10 Jus Jeruk Panas (hot lime tea), he tried to stomp down my insubordinance but the more I used the toilet the more my spirit rebelled. I rediscovered my independence and my love for eating. I took a lot of vitamins and drank a lot of electrolytes. He slowly faded into my past, just another loser boyfriend although I did feel more aware during my period of continual hunger…the imposed fast gave me a new level of understanding about the world. But the relationship was short and I am grateful for that because I do love food and the way it nourishes my body.