I am the Moon

I am the moon There is a part of me you will never see. A part so dark that even the faintest light will never reach. Claimed but never owned. A space occupied by incredible darkness.   I am the stars. A billion thoughts all at once. Each one both alive and dead at the same time. …

Over What Weight?

I don’t accept my body. I don’t love my body. I don’t even like my body. In fact, I’m embarrassed of how I look. I’ve convinced myself that I will never be considered for the job I want because of my weight. I fully believe that I will never find a man who loves me …

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 …