As soon as I realized that what I have, in a third-world country, is something senseless, selfish and superficial, yes, but more so something praised for its self-discipline and commonalities with Mary-Kate Olsen, I stopped talking about it. I refuse to be lauded for this disorder.
I was a youth leader at a christian youth camp. It was during a worship session.
We are so scared to go back to scary feelings that we avoid them and stop living life how it should be lived: with reckless abandonment.
Turn off the lights, put on headphones, and forget about sleeping.
No matter what you believe or what you allow yourself to believe, it’s always fun to allow yourself to get just a little creeped out.
“You’re trying to save me, stop holding your breath.” – Rihanna (The Monster) Some people need rescuing. Some people need a savior. You are crushed by the swarming violence inside.
Eating disorders are disorders based in shame, and as a man I felt a whole additional level of shame.
I know what you’re doing. I did that. I manipulated people a lot, all the way through my adolescence and early-adulthood.
Maybe they just had a sensory perception of people whose souls were up for grabs.
I had a camper who I believed by every definition, sense and all the way to my heart, was demon-possessed.