Some days disordered eating is..
-hating to eat, but knowing you have to to stay alive
-loving to eat, but not wanting to for fear of what the numbers will say
-living alone, because life with friends means life with food
Eating My Words
Counting calories, cutting speech
The miles add up, the words decrease
Small waist with an alright face
You say I’m more than all you need
But can I ever be just enough for me?
One Step Forward, Two Steps Back
you want what I can never give you
refusing to take everything that I have
and so we run this race together..
one step forward, two steps back