You can't

'You have to eat. she told herself, Eat everything in the room.' She continued, 'You lost too much weight over Winter Break. How could you lose that much control?'

'You know you can't eat that. Look at yourself.' The voice inside her whispered, 'Look at the double chin your working on. Those rolls on your stomach...' She felt herself giving in and tasted the vomit already in her mouth. It was a reflex again. She simply walked to the sink and let the vomit that had came to her mouth out.

'Don't do it.' The voice she hadn't heard in months came back. The one that only came when she wanted to fight this.

'Do what?' The evil voice asked, 'Stop herself from getting any fatter? Make her mother stop calling her fat? Make it where one day a guy might look at her because she won't look so disgusting?' She felt more vomit coming but now that the good voice was here again she knew she'd have to make the choice before it came.

'Don't.' the good voice whispered, 'Just because you lost control again doesn't mean you can't get back under control before somebody finds out and all your dreams are ruined because of her.' By 'her' she knew the good voice meant the bad voice.

'We all know that your dreams can't come true unless you can get a guy. You want to get married and have children. You can't even have your own children what's the chance a guy's going to want you if you can't have your own children and you look like that?'

'You can't do this. You can't keep doing this to yourself.' the good voice whispered and she felt a tear fall down her face as she got closer to her decision.

'You can't go without it. You have to lose the thirty pounds and we all know diets don't work for you.' the evil voice said, 'I'm not evil i'm your friend.' it reminded her, 'We all feel better when you do it too.'

She finally made her very difficult decision.

'You can't!!!' she heard as the other voice faded.