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Back then I fought my demons, and ate my food like a good girl, for you. Because you always looked worried, asked me why I didn't eat, you told me I was beautiful and made me feel it too. But then you stopped trying, I don't know why, but my guess is that you don't have to worry about her eating habits, or stress yourself or bend over backwards to make sure she's healthy because she is normal. I stopped eating again, for so long after that. But I'm back on my own two feet and I eat all my meals, I choke it down and move on and I'm slowly getting better. But this time it's not thanks to you. I'd been eating for you, but I can't remember why. Now it's different, I eat for my mom, she loves me. I eat for my grandma, she makes the best food. I eat for my papaw, he would hate to see me this way. But most of all, I eat for me; I eat for my body; I eat to live.
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Oct 31, 2013
Oct 31, 2013 at 7:14 AM UTC
I'd been eating (for you)
Back then I fought my demons, and ate my food like a good girl, for you. Because you always looked worried, asked me why I didn't eat, you told me I was beautiful and made me feel it too. But then you stopped trying, I don't know why, but my guess is that you don't have to worry about her eating habits, or stress yourself or bend over backwards to make sure she's healthy because she is normal. I stopped eating again, for so long after that. But I'm back on my own two feet and I eat all my meals, I choke it down and move on and I'm slowly getting better. But this time it's not thanks to you. I'd been eating for you, but I can't remember why. Now it's different, I eat for my mom, she loves me. I eat for my grandma, she makes the best food. I eat for my papaw, he would hate to see me this way. But most of all, I eat for me; I eat for my body; I eat to live.
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Oct 31, 2013
Oct 31, 2013 at 7:14 AM UTC
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