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I'm thinking about my friend S--. I haven't spoken to her since the spring. I remember this time last year I went to visit her in the treatment center where she was at the time. I'm not sure where she is now. I know she's not in the same treatment center because I tried calling there a month or so ago and they told me she had left.

I met S-- several years ago when we were both in treatment for an eating disorder. She's younger than me. Like a little sister. It's really sad, though. She's never had a life. Only treatment. She's one of the smartest people I've ever met, but in the time I've known her, she hasn't lasted more than a month out of a hospital.

I wish I knew how I could call her. I wish I knew she was OK. Every now and then, I would get some call on my cell from a mysterious number, and it would be S-- calling from a new place.

Next time she calls, I'm going to be in Japan. She won't be able to reach me.

I've emailed her and written to her on Facebook within the past couple of months, but I haven't heard back. I have no idea where she is or what she's doing.

I'm not sure why I'm thinking of this now.