How even when I think I'm done with mia (bulimia), she's never done with me. It's like every time I take a few steps toward recovery, she pulls me back and says 'nuh uh, where do you think you're going missy'? :(
She pops back to visit me every few months these days, think I'm stronger for fighting her ever since she started making my throat bleed. Nothing scarier than hanging over that toilet bowl puking blood and crying because you're so scared. Scared of being fat, scared of losing control and then scared of dying for the sake of those 2 things.
I hope you actively follow through on your GP referral. Would hate to see such a gorgeous and genuine young woman cause too much damage to herself on her journey to find out how beautiful she already is

family.. why couldnt we be born without them


Please don't make me do the birds and the bees and the sex talk now Artemis.
