Peace will come in surrender.
I’ve hit a physical dead end. I cannot afford to run on empty before I completely crash and burn. I am so tired. I cannot possibly take another day of pounding headaches.
I give up my eating disorder. It doesn’t need to win anything. I don’t need to win anything. I just need to surrender and believe that with faith I will find peace.
I don’t have any other choices, really.
If I want to live well, that is.
Good bye, good riddance, see you never, Anorexia.
When you try to come back, I will know I don’t need to win your evil game.
Trauma has taken over my body and I cannot afford to let Anorexia hijack anything else from me. I need sleep and fuel and brain power.
I can get through this incredibly difficult trauma work if there is no eating disorder and in its place is God.
It’s the only way through.