The downward spiral was fast and fierce. It was the beginning of my transition to middle school, adolescence, sixth grade. It took a while to notice it, but my peers were almost identical, and I was the only puzzle piece that couldn’t find a place. My subconscious needsI had to fit in conflict withbecome the “ ideal”"ideal" person I had to become to do thatto satisfy my subconscious need to fit in. I didn’t know I had it in me, but with the help of a peer, Alex, It was like I was entrancedhelped me enter into this society. MyHowever, my world still felt out of my control, and I groped for something that was not there. Jarring months passed, my. My parents, dragged me to the doctor, and the words were finally spoken aloud;: anorexia nervosa.