Kind of cheesy...but explains a lot.
My eating disorder is a monster.
A shapeshifting and cunning beast.
Some days I try to starve it to death.
Others I try to pacify if by feeding it in excess.
Other days I poison my body with chemicals to purge it away.
In the end the result is only pain.
Pain of the flesh.
Pain of the mind.
Pain of the soul.
In the end I never reach my goal.
A shapeshifting and cunning beast.
Some days I try to starve it to death.
Others I try to pacify if by feeding it in excess.
Other days I poison my body with chemicals to purge it away.
In the end the result is only pain.
Pain of the flesh.
Pain of the mind.
Pain of the soul.
In the end I never reach my goal.
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