The day I wanted to forgive myself for being 13.

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4.3/24

today I caught myself in the mirror eating a chocolate bar. I started crying. I felt bad for the reflection.. That it had to eat because it was being punished.

after seeing tears in the eyes of my reflection, I wondered why I thought that. and I remembered.

Food is punishment. or so I told myself.

I wish I knew back then that I deserve more than that, that food is fuel and I'm still learning but that is the truth. And if the world didn't end when I was 13 just because I ate a chocolate bar, maybe it won't end today. 

And I wish somebody told me that then. so I'm telling myself now.

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