Today is June 19th, 2015, and I am throwing out anorexia.
For a year, I've been possessed and fatigued by this monster. During the time, I didn't even realize it. Now that I'm fighting back, I'm aware. It wasn't really me restricting and fasting and purging, I only believed it was.
Now that my mind is clear, I feel happy again. No, I'm not overjoyed so see that my body looks as if it has an extra layer of fat on it. I'm not pleased to see my thighs are only an inch apart. It doesn't make me smile to think that I'm no longer 80 pounds. In reality, it upsets me. But I am proud to step outside of myself and notice what a big step I'm taking.
The following is my story and view on anorexia and recovery. I hope I'm able to help some of you dealing with anorexia or debating on recovery. We're all fighting together, and there's no doubt in my mind that, together, we can overcome our demons.
Now is the time.
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