“Cassie: Is it possible to truly enjoy power?
Cassie: It’s question three.
Examiner: I’m not supposed to help you with your exam.
Cassie: I stopped eating and then everyone had to do what I said. That was powerful
Examiner: And did you enjoy that?
Cassie: I think it was the happiest time of my life but I had to stop before I died because otherwise it wasn’t fun. You wouldn’t understand.
Examiner: You’re wrong Cassie.
Cassie: Did you cut yourself too?
Examiner: People will do anything to, people will do anything to work why they feel bad, won’t they?
Cassie: And did you, work it out?
Examiner: Like I said I am not supposed to help you with you exam.
Cassie: I want you to tell me.
Cassie: How to stop bad things happening…
Examiner: Doesn’t work, does it? That’s why you have to start eating again.
Cassie: I fell in love.
Examiner: Ah love; why cut yourself when you can be in love?”—I can totally relate to Cassie in a way that when i lost weight i felt that i had total power over people. people cared for me and i felt i could make them care more if i kept doing what i was doing but eventually people begin to stop caring and start worrying…
“It’s a strange thing, how you can love somebody, how you can be all eaten up inside with needing them—and they simply don’t need you. That’s all there is to it, and neither of you can do anything about it. And they’ll be the same way with someone else, and someone else will be the same way about you and it goes on and on—this desperate need—and only once in a rare million do the same two people need each other.”—