I should have told her. I keep thinking about it. On Wednesday night, as I lay my mat on the floor, I immediately notice her small frame on the mat behind mine. Working hard on some ab exercises before class, she was fully focused. The more she pushed, the more I was afraid she died. Through the whole practice, I was praying that her heart would be able to keep up with the fast pace of the vinyasa flow and not simply stop in the middle of it, because anorexia is a life threatening disease. It kills people. Through Warrior 1, Warrior 2, Utkatasana, I thought about how I could tell her.
At the end of class, I followed the tiny girl out of the studio. I came so close, so close to ask her if she was okay, if she needed help. To tell her that I know how it feels to not be okay.