When will I be able to have an ice cap without worrying?
When will I be able to sit on the couch with a tub of peanut butter and a fork?
When will I be able to enjoy jube jubes?
Fuck you ED for taking away these pleasures.
I use to enjoy them. Now I have to think meticulously about what I eat. I’m so vulnerable now that the ‘wrong’ thing can put me in reverse.
I know I’ll get there.
I know soon enough I will get my ice cap, eat forkfuls of peanut butter and devour jube jubes the way I use to.
I miss it.