My mom smokes. My dad is a recovered alcoholic. My friends do drugs. I love eating food. I believe these things might be connected. We all have one thing in common. We are addicted. I eat all the time. My mom smokes like it's the end of the world. My friends are always high. My dad is the only one who figured out the solution and he makes me proud. He is an amazing person. He has made his life simpler, yet harder because of his addiction. I wish I can fallow in his footsteps and not be an eater. I wish I can be him. Wishes wishes. I will try to be more like him. I will do better and live better. I won't be anorexic again. I won't be bulimic. I'll be a healthier me.