Recovery?

I will never fully understand how the prison of an eating disorder took over my mind. One moment, I looked into the mirror and saw a girl so dazed by her own beauty. Full stomach meant good food. Begging and pleading her sisters to let her borrow their crop top despite the evident chub that …

Nothing Changes

It’s like I never left. 6 weeks later and nothing has changed! The four white walls still stand around me pleading for some colour. The speckled rug clings to the dust that has been living there for months despite so desperately trying to clean it up. The voices still echo through the halls with gleeful …

Ended Dreams

I have recently been realizing that my dreams for my future may not be possible. and it's killing me. Ever since I was in treatment for ed, I have wanted to start a group home for girls with eating disorders. After being told I was so sick that I had about 6 months to live …