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Delicate

Delicate is a young adult coming of age novel that follows Lydia Baker’s struggle with anorexia and self harm.

No one knows what set it off but for months she starves, she binges, she purges, she cuts but never to deep. Lydia is hungry. But despite the physical and emotional toll it takes on her family, her friends, school, and her life she cannot eat.

In the spirit of books like Cut by Patricia Mccormick and WinterGirls by Laurie Halse Anderson Delicate follows Lydia’s determined embrace of, and later struggle with, anorexia and bulimia and her fight to recover.

Book Blurb:

What I wanted to say in group, what I want to say to Mom and Dad was that it was simple. I am not extraordinary, I am not special, my case, my illness is not something that is rare. It is common as I have learned from Group. When I was growing up I was average, I played outside, I read books, and I wanted a pony even though I knew it wouldn’t fit in our apartment. I wore band –shirts and short-shorts, I munched on cookies and snacks whenever I wanted without any worry. I had expectations pushed on me, get straight A’s keep your room clean, study and you will achieve, and I did want to. I wanted to be great at something, anything.

How did I get here?

It was any number of things, stress, my parents fighting, my personal failures, isolating, I don’t know. There is no one thing that I can point to, it’s all fuzzy. How do you explain how one minute you’re able to eat anything and everything you like and the next minute you’re doing crunches on an empty stomach because you haven’t eaten for three days until you suddenly did and then you shoved your fingers down your throat until it feels like your going to rip it out and you throw up so hard it feels like your eyeball is going to come out?

Every time I meet with Megan, every time I see Dad or talk with Mom it’s that same question. How did it start? How did it happen? How could this happen I pick at my sweater, I fiddle with my buttons, I chew on my lip and stay quiet. I have nothing to say. It took me months to realize when I was so hungry and hunched in on myself looking at the pasta boiling on the stove that once I had started, not just the starving but the purging I couldn’t stop. I had to keep going. If I didn’t it felt like the world might end as extreme as that sounds, I would rather starve, freeze, grow fur, suffer through headaches and gross mouth sores, and the awful pounding of my heart in my chest than eat.

I was hungry but I couldn’t eat.

Orig Ebook $3.99
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https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07DZ86WP7/ref=dbs_a_def_rwt_bibl_vppi_i1

Paperback $6.99

https://www.amazon.com/DELICATE-Rachel-Zachary/dp/198325794X/ref=tmm_pap_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=&sr=