It's National Eating Disorder Awareness Week. Combine that with the awareness that it has been five years and a few days since I walked back into CFC, I'm feeling very nostalgic.
Nostalgic makes me not think so clearly... just broken/half thoughts, pictures, and emotions running through my brain.
Through my stay at CFC, I met some of the most AMAZING, brilliant, compassionate, clever, funny, beautiful, fierce, strong, AMAZING women on this planet. Collectively they have been through more shit than any one can imagine. And while they were going through their own shit, they worked hard to help me. Those women saved my life... and then were with me while I created an even better life.
It is wonderful and shocking to me that I don't know a single person who has died from an eating disorder. (At least that I'm aware of.) I know of people... friends of friends that I never had any contact with... but everyone from both of my stays are still alive and kicking and fighting to make this world a better place.
In honor of all of them. Their fight. Their struggle. Their false beliefs. The things that make them all so much alike, and the things that make them all so very unique.
To my beautiful sisters, I love you. I'm proud of you. I feel so lucky to know you, and to have you in my life.
Friday, March 1, 2013
I am wearing purple today.
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I knew one person who struggled with an eating disorder, and I know how you feel. I admire all those who fought against this and survived.ReplyDelete