Holding hands around a table the rim of the toilet seat
Listening to mommom recite prayer the voice in my head
Passing food around the table on second servings
Eating disorders are often overlooked; I think maybe that’s because they’re difficult to recognize sometimes. Everyone thinks it’s the really skinny people but sometimes your bones can still be broken even if they’re not showing through your skin. This poem is simple – shows how I imagine a lot of people suffering from eating disorders feel. I think the holidays are big stressors for someone suffering from a disorder like bulimia or anorexia.