Well, I'm home alone and bored...what else can I be expected to do rather than watch television? :P

The documentaries on 8 year old anorexics is just heartbreaking.

And it, for some reason, makes me think of my own little cousin, B. She is, by NO means, anorexic. But she does have an eating disorder. I wish I knew how tall she is, so I could find out her BMI, but as of now all I know is her weight: 105.

That's more than some girls I know who are twice her age.

She's 8, and takes after her mother: obese. Her parents spoil her rotten, trying to make up for the fact she's shy in school and quiet and has been held back almost twice. They'll never admit she might have a learning disability, afraid it'll somehow reflect on THEIR parenting capabilities.

Yesterday...I witnessed her eat 3 hamburgers, with mustard lettuce tomato pickles onions, and a serving of fries. All in the course of maybe 2 hours.

Her uncle brought me, her lil bro, her, and gramma 4 burgers. Cheap but good, $1 at the local burger place. She ate hers...lil bro ate his...gramma saved hers for later. (Why would I eat mine? I'm sick :P)

20 minutes later she proclaims she's still hungry, and eats the extra (mine).
10 minutes later, she wants gramma's.

Gramma gives in, because otherwise she'll throw a fit, and R (lil bro) wants a piece. (Did I fail to mention poor little boy is underweight? His sister eats his food, and is too big of a bully to stop...it's terrible...)

She pushes him down and eats it herself.

No one can stop this little tyrant, because her overprotective father is bipolar and will not fail to lash out at us if any of us make her feel the slightest bad.

Part of me hates her, for being so mean and greedy and...fat.

But another part wishes I could help her, because I see her turning out like me-the awkward chubby girl who turns to food rather than people.

But...I don't know how to stop her. Without fucking her up, I mean...

:(