What It Means To Learn To Take Up Space
There is no comfort in an eating disorder. This two-finger diet has left me empty in more ways than one.
There is no comfort in an eating disorder. This two-finger diet has left me empty in more ways than one.
I wish it would have worked. I wish that somehow my feelings would be reciprocated and we could write our own story.
We needed to be apart. But I didn’t think we needed to be with other people. For me, at least, my heart had no room for anyone else.
It’s the moments when romantic love shuts the door and leaves you in the dark, that you forget how to recognize your own light. And that is when having a soul mate is life’s greatest gift.
“Hey, let’s stop pretending we’re all perfect and start recognizing that experiencing depression is normal-ish and fucking sucks.”
Instead of telling you only reasons of why I’m leaving, I would tell you how dazzling and intriguing you really are.
It has gotten to the point where I don’t want to be treated for any of my issues because… why bother?
On the night my boyfriend has a seizure after his 50th alcohol detox, we are placed in a room next to the ER psych ward.
I’m scared of what you’re going to tell me and I’m done feeling unsure anymore.
Everyone thinks I’m better again, but how do you tell them that you’re not? That you’re still broken, even though you thought you weren’t?