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.

This line becomes trapped under a rock. Each day, month, year, we are always pushing against this rock, then we realize it always was a boulder. Pushing would never be enough to free the line, you have to fight. This is how 2013 changed me. You have given me such a remarkable family, and I am so thankful. At this point in my life I am so grateful, and forever will be for the amazing people who stepped into my life.