THE STRONG ONE

Joanna was a dancer. It was her life. It defined her. Her dreams were sketched out, ready to be colored in. She thought she could shoot for the stars, pluck one out of the sky and pocket it. That's what everyone told her she could do. Until she couldn't. Now, she's a waitress, stuck in slow motion, reeling from how her dreams dissolved to dust overnight. Now, she can't quite get over the past. Now, she spends her days counting calories and hurling them back up again. Joanna is a bulimic. This is her life. This defines her. She knows she's being sucked into a black hole, but it hurts less than reaching for the stars and crashing...