An invisible illness hard to discuss,
a judge that sentences you to a merry go round without self love: The voices that steal your love; you loose yourself. Tripping on mind traps, you slip down the wishing well. one step from the end, a misplaced foot on a trigger. leaves you bottom end wishing you were better.
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"I've struggled with an eating disorder for a while.... it emotionally and physically eats away at you, will anything ever be enough? No matter how much you lose, or gain.... it just makes you want to strip bare; to the bone. I wish anyone suffering the love, care and support they need to be in recovery. you are enough"