I thought it was over and done.
I thought the war had been won.
But the memories came back,
And the darkest of times came along with them.
I thought it was all in the past.
I thought the future was cast,
But the undeniable pain
Still stood.
The insecurities never stopped.
The feelings never went away,
And I damaged myself more than before when I lost it.
When I lost myself again,
When I lost my paper and pen,
The strategy I once used
Was all I had.
And then I finally gave in,
And then I finally let go,
And I will always regret
The feelings that I bestowed.
Author's Note: My best friend is bulimic, and I wrote this about her experiences, with her permission. Eating disorders need to end, because every no one deserves to feel like that. If any of you are going through something similar, please PM me, because I am a great listener, and because I have been through this with someone else before. Thank you for reading. <3
