One day at a time.

I’ve had an eating disorder since I was 12. It started out as just restriction, but now, whenever I’m sad, or stressed, or hurt, or bored, or alone, or in some kind of pain, I turn to food. But I lose control and feel guilty. So I purge. It’s an endless cycle and my family is watching me go through this. I know It bothers them and causes tension. And it feels shameful because it’s such a misunderstood disease. It’s hard when your only comfort is your destruction. So when I got this card, I realized that it’s important for me to make a promise to myself that I can make it through at least a day without bulimia’s endless cycle of pain to guilt. Maybe I’ll eventually kick the disease.

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