I threw up yesterday. It's scary, because I felt as if I were in a trance. In the kitchen. Four graham crackers and five spoonfuls of icecream and I found myself in the bathroom with my fingers down my throat. Afterwards..."What just happened?" Just when I feel like I've kicked this bulimia thing I feel the pull. Beckoning me. Whispers of "
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keri-sis you are NOT supposed to hurt yourself. you are not supposed to be thinking about doing icky things like throwing up or worrying about your weight. you are supposed to be thinking about ways to torture your little sisters, and coloring, and punching Jess, and rocking with Daddy, and having juice in your sippy-cup, and watching cartoons on Saturday morning, and drinking way expensive hot chocolate, and walking your hounds, and pretty dresses, and curling up with Marley, and eating popsicles with silly jokes on the stick, and your rubber ducky bathroom, and being cuddled by Daddy Angel, and getting nice spankings, and how pretty you are, and how much Daddy loves you, and how much me 'n Beth love you, and how much all of your friends love you, and how much your cat loves you, and how much your turtles love you, and how much your HOUNDS love you.
Okay???
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When I read your post this morning, I cried. I didn't cry because I'm disappointed in you. I cried because I love you so much and it tears me up to see you in pain. You were incredibly brave to tell Daddy and us about what you did. I completely understand the desire to keep all of that hidden. It would be so much easier.. wouldn't have to look at your pain in the face and tell it it's wrong. But instead, you are being the brave little girl that I know you to be. And through my tears I was proud of you for that.
I'm not even going to try and tel you how beautiful you are to me. I don't lie about these things and I refuse to change my position that you are a Goddess.. more than that.. you're my Goddess. Your light inspires me. Your energy excites and comforts me. Your beauty astounds me ( ... )
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I love you.
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One thing I've always believed is that we all have demons. We all have that voice in our head, whether it yells at us about our weight, or our looks, or our talent, or what have you.
Strength, true strength is being able to do what you've done here. To admit it to yourself, to your daddy, to your LJ, to bring it out into the light of day and fight it and ask for help.
I am so very very proud of you, and proud to know you.
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