Dear ed,
    Count this as a break up letter or the or the broken piece of me that found its way back. I made you a place in my body, carved  my rib cage out to open opportunities and your arms. made it so my collar bones could collect rain water so you so you could satisfy you thirst your fingers touched me with chills down my spine you made made me hungry for confidence  hunger desire  hunger then just hungry you made me light headed your words entered my thoughts and took possession took more than the part of me that i hated i skipped family dinners, school lunches, parties to be with you you breed  me on black coffee green tea and tumbler your love was a binged on low calorie and nightmares. The night mears rocked my world even though it was already was a day to day agenda for me i'm still scared to drink milk,fries, any thing with oil because of you not with you this wasn't a shared common ground between us it wasn't until i realized that i was starting to trade my way of life in for your yours at will, wasn't till i realized that's love doesn't come with loss of yourself it comes with growth along with an uphill battle with every **** thing you own everything  dear ed, this is a break up letter im not healed i still catch  myself crying over  to many chips i still have panic attacks because i'm full but at least i have every piece of me ed i'm done my body isn't something you can contort my body does not limit my opportunities my body does not define me and neither do you
                         Sincerely -recovery