It came from a best friend. Not a doctor, a therapist, a dietitian, a nutritionist, a naturopath. Not a professional.
From someone that knows me.
This was our conversation:
“I need me to be me again, but I don’t know how.” I texted her.
Her response was spot on.
“You are you. You will always be you. You’re suffering from an illness that is NOT YOU.”
She’s right. I will always be Lisa. It’s the illness that isn’t me.
Fuck you Eating Disorder.
Thanks NV. Love NMM.
We’re in this shit together. Always.