One of the few girls I could relate to on the documentary THIN, Polly, passed away last week on Friday. In all honestly, it broke my heart. I spent all day in bed, laying around and feeling sorry for myself. But I can't do that anymore. Her disease killed her. I honestly thought she would make it, I looked up to her and now she is gone.

Another slap in the face reminder of how real this all is. Of how lucky I am. I have life in my hands and I have a fighting chance. You are at a computer right now which means you have access to the technology that half the world could only dream of. You most likely have access to food. I know it's easier said than done...believe me, I know more than a lot of people I am acquainted to...it's so hard. But you have to try. You have to try for her family, for her friends, for the little girls who look up to you. If you are reading this, I know you can do it. I know I can do it. I know we can get through this together. We're gorgeous and we deserve to see and know that.

We deserve better than this.

Polly deserved better than this. And now she's gone. But we're still here. And it's our responsability to make sure we keep it that way so we can pass on the word and stop the hurt that has affected so many lives and yet continues to engulf us all. We can stop this. We can make a difference. It starts with us. It all starts from the inside.