You’re so evil and manipulative that I can’t function without you some days. Other days you are pushed to the back of mind. Then 2.00 a.m rolls in and I’m awake and counting everything I’ve eaten that day with a sense of panic in my gut.
One important thing to remember is that you deserve help just like everyone else. It’s taken me longer than I care to admit to actually realise that and occasionally I still have to convince myself that I have a right to take up space in this world.
For the first time in my life, and during my third time in eating disorder recovery, I am aware of my avoidance and fear of emotion, and how that impacts on my mental health.