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5 Years Later

Here I am again in this same bathroom, standing in the same spot, in the exact same shower. Yet, I am not the same person I used to be. As a matter of fact, let me re-introduce myself.

My names Sarah, I weight 147 pounds and I feel beautiful everyday. I just woke up and it's currently 6 am. It's been a long weekend and I am so fucking tired. I have to get on a flight in 3 hours to get back home to my fiance, Cory. We got engaged like 2 months ago, and I haven't been happier. She really helped me get my life back on track. 5 years ago I could barely eat a pea, now I'm a Taco bell addict. In all seriousness, she urged me to get professional help. For 7 months I was in a program for people with eating disorders. I started off eating small portions then they slowly increased. I'm not going to lie, it was difficult as fuck. I was cut off from social media and any contact with anyone. It was hard but I was able to get through it. I started a new chapter in my life.

As far as my family goes, things have really improved. In fact that's where I am now, home. I came up here to visit my sister and my parents. We sat around a bonfire and made s'mores. Honestly, it took me over a year to fully forgive them for everything in the past. My trust is still a bit shaky and sometimes I do wonder if they're being genuine or just want pity. But at this point I just ignore my suspicions and have a good time. I'm glad I moved far away from this place. I'm only staying here for the weekend so I'm not reminded of my shitty ass past. I moved away to start a new life. Of course my family and I keep in touch, I just need to space myself away from them. Cory and I are happy, and that's all that matters.

I step out of the shower onto that same brown rug in this still depressing looking bathroom. My bags are already packed and ready to board the plane. As I'm walking out the door I turn around and give this house one more look before shutting the door quietly. So many things go through my mind while sitting on this 2 hour flight. What is Cory doing? Is she okay? Is she sleeping? She hasn't burned the house down has she? I open my phone and look at this video I took of her that one time when she was twerking in the kitchen and she thought I was still sleeping. I grinned and shook my head as I lusted over her. I'm sorry, but the way that ass jiggles when she moves is just so se-

"Damn who is that?" A stranger said leaning over my shoulder. I jumped and held my phone close to my chest.

"Mind your own fuckin business"

"Aye my bad, my bad." He said laughing.

I rolled my eyes and sighed. I can't wait to get home.

Suddenly I felt a loud thump which scared me enough to wake me up. I jumped up and jerked so fast. Turns out, the plane had just landed. I grabbed my carry on luggage from the overhead bin and walked off the plane into the airport. As I walked out I saw Cory in her favorite pair of shorts and cropped shirt. She looks so cute in everything she wears! I hugged and kissed her then grabbed her butt.

"Damn you must've missed me huh?" She said grinning.

"Of course I did baby, 3 days felt like 3 years!"

I opened the trunk to put in my luggage and suddenly Bry popped out and gave me a heart attack.

"SURPRISE! HEY GIRL!" he says squealing.

"BRYON WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE? ITS BEEN YEARS!" 

"Well I was planning on a surprise visit, but when I got here you were gone. So, I decided to surprise you like this! Oh my good bitch you look so fucking good come here!" He pulled me in and hugged me very tightly, "I'm so fucking proud of you baby girl, so proud."

He talked the entire ride home, asking me so many questions. He wanted to know how my recovery went, how my family's doing, and what I'm planning on doing in my future. I was able to answer all but the last one, what am I planning for the future?

I don't know, and I don't think I'll ever know. But I do know that if you ever feel like you're stuck in a hole you cant climb out of, there's always a way out. If you cant find a sturdy enough ladder to climb on, build your own. That's what I did.