i am 48 yrs old and have struggled with anorexia and bulimia since i was 15. i must have a host of guardian angels because i don’t understand why i am still here and other young lives were cut so short. maybe i have work i need to do yet or a message to impart. i so wish i could help in some way so that other young men and women don’t have to face the demons of an eating disorder. i want to say that
someday i will look at food and not automatically start counting calories and fat grams.
someday i will look in the mirror and be okay with the woman looking back at me.
someday i will hear my daughter say she is proud of me because she is.
someday i will help someone else. my journey may inspire them.
someday i will hear myself say, i am proud of you.
someday i won’t care what the number says.
someday i will love myself enough so that i can be truly loved.
someday i will not allow him to berate me just because i have no job.
someday i will stand tall in what i believe because i believe in myself.
i am going to print this out and put it on my bulletin board by my desk. and look at it every day. i think it will give me strength! just writing it made me feel more powerful! : )