I can’t wait to be me again.
I miss me.
The person I am, the person that is hiding.
I am all there – just part of me is being held back by ED. I won’t allow him to take away everything so I hold on to the part of me that I refuse to let go of. I miss it.
It will come back. It will resurface. And that Lisa will be back as a whole person.
Right now I’m not a full person. I’m part Eating Disorder. And I don’t like that title.
I bumped into a friend today at the mall who I haven’t seen in years.
“Oh, you are withering away. Please don’t do that to yourself.” I told her I am trying not to.
What I wanted to say was…
I wish you understood. I’m not DOING anything to myself. This is a mental issue. I am trying – but this disease is something you won’t get. I’m glad you won’t ever be able to relate to me. But please know – I am not DOING this. It’s DOING it.
I’m unDOING it.