They said I would forget.

One second I was Ok. I was smart, with a scattering of friends and dreams bigger than I could hope for. I was going places, they told me, I had everything in front of me, I was going to be great.
But things are never that simple.
Its now, sitting on the side of the road with everything I own on my back, watching as the headlights blur with the black horizon, that I realise. I can't run away forever.
Because I cannot starve forever.

(this can be triggering for people with eating disorders. Please be safe first)