A week ago I wrote a post on Eating Disorders, more specifically anorexia. I was writing to bring attention to something that is very real and that more people suffer from than you may think. While I don’t suffer from it myself I have walked a close path with it this year. I would like to share a poem that touched me deeply. A poem written by person that has personally struggled with eating disorders. I hope you can understand a little more about it as they express their feelings. Thanks for reading and once again please, if you know someone that you suspect struggling with this, be there for them, get them help!
I have an eating disorder. It is not had or used to. It is present tense. I am Learning. It is learning to love myself. It is learning to let others love me. It is that I DESERVE LOVE!.
I am TRYING. It is trying to listen to my body. It is about ups and downs. It is trying to give myself what I need. It is letting others give me what I need. It is trying to recognize needs of others without hurting myself.
I am going SLOWLY. It is being patient and gentle with myself. It is going through the day, hour by hour, sometimes minute by minute. It is not being everything to everyone, not even to myself.
I am ACCEPTING. It is accepting drugs as a way to heal myself. It is accepting the words depression, anorexia, bullemia as tools to describe not label. It is accepting the help and care of others. it is accepting food as a necessity not an enemy.
I am BEAUTIFUL. It is beauty irrelevant of size or number or grade.
I am ALIVE. It is fighting to remain that way.
I am PAIN. It is trying not to hurt myself.
I am on a JOURNEY. It is laughing, crying, cartwheeling, eating. It is OK.
I AM OK!!!