Ginny isn't sure which came first-the bad habit or the boy. They showed up at almost exactly
the same time like two trains pulling into one station from opposite directions. And when they
left it took much longer for one to go than the other. On the surface the two seem completely
disconnected-one a human being the other a human defect-but at their core they're both
powered by the same thing: false versions of love. One the wrong way to love another the other
the wrong way to love yourself. She didn't mean to become bulimic. Does anyone? Does anyone go
out looking for mental illness? Well she didn't in any case. It just kind of happened. Piece
by piece she fell into something intoxicating something dangerous and by the time she
realized what was happening it was already too late--
