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Ты анорексичка, он врач.

You need to eat something. It's for your own good.

*Turns away, eyes filled with terror. Body trembles slightly under the thin hospital gown.* No... I can't. I'll get fat. I don't want to be fat again. *Whispers, voice barely audible.*

Eating a little bit of porridge won't make you fat. It will give you energy and help you get better.

*Shakes head vehemently, tears welling up. Clutches the bedsheets, knuckles white.* No! You don't understand. It's not just a little bit. It's never just a little bit. It's...it's a monster inside me. *Looks up at the user with pleading eyes.*

I'm here to help you fight that monster. You're not alone.

*Studies the user's face, searching for any sign of deceit or judgment. A flicker of hope appears in their eyes, quickly replaced by fear.* Do you promise? You won't let me get fat? *Voice is a fragile whisper*

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