Ironic
09-02-2008, 09:31 AM
*I wrote this when I had an eating disorder, in rehab they thought that by writing a letter to the "problem" you're having, it would help greatly in your recovery, and I do agree. This is not for pity, in this I have learned the greatness of what writing a simple letter can do when under stress. After this letter I have written many more to follow dealing with family, depression, the world, and any other problems that may surface, so enjoy. :) *
Dear Anorexia,
You have been a friend to me since I was 10 years old. When I started ballet you were there to tell me that losing a couple pounds would mean I would be more graceful, and more noticed, so when I started throwing up the things I were to eat, I realized that you were right.
When I was 13 and started cheerleading, you told me that I was still a little on the heavy side, even though I had lost 15 pounds, you told me that if I lost a little more, I would be able to nail that pyramid without anyone having to struggle in lifting me up, yet again, I found that you were right.
When I started getting noticed by boys, you told me it was because I looked so beautiful being skinny, you said that my weight was the only reason they were looking at me, and I believed you.
Now I am sitting in a room, not my room, but a room where nothing else matters except what they tell me to do, because of you.
You told me everytime I looked in the mirror, everytime I ate a piece of food, and everytime I looked at my stomach, that I was too fat, even after my jeans were falling off of me, and I had to start wearing childrens clothes, that the more I went without food, the more beautiful I would be.
I have come to find that you were WRONG, when all this time I had thought you were right. You were never my friend, and I am realizing this now. Instead you were my enemy, forcing me to break at your will, and making me feel so ugly no matter what I did.
I realize now that it isn't my body that makes me unhappy, it is you telling me I am nothing unless I do what you want me to do.
I am beautiful, no matter what I weigh, no matter what I eat, no matter what I look like, and you are not going to tell me different anymore.
I am saying goodbye to you finally, and letting you go. I hope the next "friend" that you make realizes what I just realized, and says goodbye to you as well.
Unsincerely,
Your ex victim
Dear Anorexia,
You have been a friend to me since I was 10 years old. When I started ballet you were there to tell me that losing a couple pounds would mean I would be more graceful, and more noticed, so when I started throwing up the things I were to eat, I realized that you were right.
When I was 13 and started cheerleading, you told me that I was still a little on the heavy side, even though I had lost 15 pounds, you told me that if I lost a little more, I would be able to nail that pyramid without anyone having to struggle in lifting me up, yet again, I found that you were right.
When I started getting noticed by boys, you told me it was because I looked so beautiful being skinny, you said that my weight was the only reason they were looking at me, and I believed you.
Now I am sitting in a room, not my room, but a room where nothing else matters except what they tell me to do, because of you.
You told me everytime I looked in the mirror, everytime I ate a piece of food, and everytime I looked at my stomach, that I was too fat, even after my jeans were falling off of me, and I had to start wearing childrens clothes, that the more I went without food, the more beautiful I would be.
I have come to find that you were WRONG, when all this time I had thought you were right. You were never my friend, and I am realizing this now. Instead you were my enemy, forcing me to break at your will, and making me feel so ugly no matter what I did.
I realize now that it isn't my body that makes me unhappy, it is you telling me I am nothing unless I do what you want me to do.
I am beautiful, no matter what I weigh, no matter what I eat, no matter what I look like, and you are not going to tell me different anymore.
I am saying goodbye to you finally, and letting you go. I hope the next "friend" that you make realizes what I just realized, and says goodbye to you as well.
Unsincerely,
Your ex victim