I was hospitalized for a very short time in a children's psychological ward due to an eating disorder when I was 17. I will never forget this one really big guy (I don't know his name) that was there for only a few days with anger issues. He was very angry about being there and I remember he threw a fit outside the cafeteria so they had to call security. Bit intimidating.

Anyway, on his last day I was sitting in the hall, and he in the chair beside my fancy one with the big ol' wheels. We were quiet for a while, don't remember talking before, but he asked me plainly what I was doing here. I smiled and shrugged, telling him that "I won't eat." He seemed to think about that for a second before turning to me and telling me "You're too pretty not to eat. You shouldn't starve yourself." I wasn't quite sure how to respond, but that brief encounter left such a huge impact on me that I almost teared up right there. I've since recovered and I'm much older and healthier, but I've never forgotten that small, kind thing that boy said to me before he left.