I tell everyone I’m just tired.
Some days I can almost forget that I have an eating disorder. I am in “recovery” so I should be able to forget.
You made me feel like it was okay. And I love you for that. You make me feel like I am not too much to handle. Like I am good enough.
And with your arms wrapped around me, both of us singing I knew that this would be something I would remember forever.
I got so good at playing the part that I didn’t realize how unhappy I was until our relationship started crumbling.
I hope I never forget how I felt the first time we kissed.