Not ever one will understand the heart and mind of those struggling with an eating disorder.  My desire for control and my complete lack of control.; my love of food and the intense pleasure from tasting food; the wanting to look one way, but wanting to eat more; the relief felt from vomiting my meals up.  All of these things left me feeling empty.

Below are posts that I wrote while dealing with my "friend" MIA (bulimia) and how I over came this bondage.

a series of poems i wrote while struggling with bulimia

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