must be your choice, the one you must makeDespite
the eating disorder feeling like your only friend,This is
not real, it’s an illusion, it’s all fake.
covers your eyes and ears from your friends and family around you,Stealing the
only life you getFrom
feeling true happiness, joy and all the emotions we must go through.
there to be lived, not controlled or numbed out by food,Happiness
and love is not dictated by calories, numbers or weight.It’s
what is inside you that people care about, what’s inside your heart.
in the clutch of an eating disorder, you are not living at all.You are
living with someone who will never love you back,Who is
stealing your years away,Every
second, every hour, every day.
will never get those days back, the ones you’ve cancelled on your friends and
experiences and opportunities you’ve missed out on, the people you never met,By
hiding in your room lonely, guilty and ashamed.This is
not the real you, it is your eating disorder that is to be blamed.
strong and untie that blindfold which is keeping you in the dark,From
realising your goals and dreams in the world and leaving your mark.There’s
so much life and beauty out there to be lived and be enjoyed.
hard to want to recover and admit that you need helpBut
once you do, I promise you won’t regret it,You
deserve to love yourself and be well.Recovery
is always worth it.
At school her best friend called her fat. She took up a measuring tape and that was that.
I wake up each morning, I take a deep breath, I sit there and listen, To thoughts in my head.
Completing my A levels was hard. I soon became obsessed with revision and control, not feeling like I had ever done enough or was enough.