Isn't it funny how you spend so much time fighting an illness only for it to come back again. I've been away fighting anorexia and bulimia for what? absolutely nothing it seems
i thought i had overcome it, but clearly i was wrong. i went two months without doing anything wrong and now 3 months down the line im back to square one but this time
it feels so much worse. im always at the gym now im using laxtives im starving myself at every opportunity im stuck in a relapse and i have no idea how to get out
I haven't wrote any poetry in around 3 months because i was in recovery for my eating disorder and honestly i wasnt in the right frame of mind to write anything. I'm currently stuck in a relapse and its so hard. I think I'm going to try and write poetry on a daily basiss because it might help me in my recovery again. This has been a really personal poem so yeah. I'm back.