The long winded road to recovery from an eating disorder. Remember that dress you used to wear? Leopard shift and it made you so pretty. Now it hangs alone, gathering dust. Never again will you wear it aged twenty. For an illness has stolen your world. An illness without a drug or a pill. It has stolen that smiling young girl. You look in your stained bedroom mirror. See a broken and unrepaired wreck. But you fake a smile with falsified pride.

Originally posted on Fitness and Health Spot. One of the things I made sure to do this summer was to meal prep and eliminate most processed foods. Wanted to outline my goals for this week.