Two months had passed since segregation, and I felt no different. Lonely and afraid.
I had picked up different habits, though - like drinking chamomile tea, which was weird; given that I preferred coffee.
And physically, I felt different; to a degree. I wasn't skin and bones anymore. I had gained my weight back, and that was the top priority. The pack doctor, Doctor Reynolds, and the redheaded nurse, Nurse Lillian, said that my weight was so low that my body could've stopped functioning altogether and fully shut down. They had given me a weight gain food guide; compromised of natural, fatty foods, and I put on the pounds steadily, bit by bit at a time. I was finally back to being a healthy weight.
But not a healthy mindset. It made me feel weak often; that's why I only felt partially di
