I ignored that loss, never grieved someone whose existence I never acknowledged.
“You have an open door, but don’t let people in”
We don’t expect ghost stories to make sense. Neither do eating disorders. That’s not the point of either thing.
I stopped screwing myself over when I chose my worth over my wants.
I’ve gained weight, and it’s complicated.
Wouldn’t it be nice to be the reason someone else grew tall?
I should be proud to love my body, but I’m not 100% there.
“We want to see your authenticity.” “But I am being authentic!” I respond– blood pressure rising, defenses firing. In this moment, I don’t know what more to give. My eyes … Continue reading Authentic or Unsafe
Eyes transfixed on my phone, I cannot look away. I see your navy blue blazer, eyes shut and directed toward heaven. I do not know what frenzies circle your mind, … Continue reading Thank you, Dr. Blasey-Ford
I wanna get better– not just seem better.