I was afraid of my own house when I was young. I took up running. I would run for 20 miles at a time. In high school I would only eat popcorn and I would eat it in the stall at the bathroom. I was deathly afraid of people and had no friends.After school, I did the same thing at college and now I'm a flight attendant. Always running away, only to end up where I started. I can't run anymore, as my ankles and knees are shot. But I'm always running really. Is it running from my disease? I ride my bike, like I'm going away. I rollerblade like I'm going away. I am so much thinner than I was in High School. I think I want to disappear. I'm sick of "running" but I was the champion Cross Country girl of 1980. Now I think I know why.
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