You, whom I have only met once, are a 28-year-old female, a college graduate with a great job. Yet for ten years you have been fighting with your weight, fighting with your family, your health is getting worse, your mood is getting more and more unstable, and you finally walk into the hospital to see a doctor. You cried to me about your pain, your conflict, but refused my suggestion to hospitalize you. I understood your pain, but none of this could be solved if your weight did not return to normal. Because you were sane and competent, and because you were not in a state of physical failure, I could not force you to be hospitalized. I had no choice but to let you do various physical examinations first, and give some advice on your recipes and make an appointment for you to see my clinic regularly. Three days later, I was told that you suddenly died of multiple organ failure, which made me sigh. Recalling the scene when you were talking to me with tears in your eyes, I guessed that you must have had too much reluctance and regret at the moment of your death. However, it was too late! 10 years ago, you had a healthy body, 1.67 meters tall, weighing 64kg, a standard figure, but you felt not slim enough to start dieting to lose weight, and embarked on a road of no return. If you start over, will you still not accept your normal weight, will you still not cherish your healthy body and waste a lot of time and energy, as a result, “normal” becomes “abnormal” and “good” becomes “bad”. “normal” into “abnormal” and “good” into “bad”? If you were to start over, would you be able to express your needs positively, instead of having a complex and ambivalent attitude toward your parents and family, desiring their understanding and rejecting their help at the same time? If you were to start over, would you be able to return to your old ways as soon as possible, instead of not thinking that you might have gone wrong until your weight dropped to 37 kg and you felt in poor health? If you were starting over, would you be able to listen to your family early, instead of coming to the hospital only after ten years? Your home is not far from the hospital. If you were to start over, would you have stopped taking a chance and stubbornly clinging to your ideas when the doctor advised you to be hospitalized? When others reached out their hands to help you, were you able to reach out your hands to them as well? You must think a lot a lot …… When you miss some opportunities, sometimes God will give you another chance. But sometimes, it won’t be given to you again. No one knows which is the last chance! There are regrets in this life, and I hope the next one will never be the same! This is a tribute to a friend with anorexia who sadly passed away!