Natalie Esarey

My eating disorder is unrelenting, terrible, and LOUD. It’s so loud that even if you want to hear truth and even if you want to break free, you cannot hear anything anyone is trying to tell you because you are drowning in the shrieks of its anger.

On August 13, 2016, my life changed forever. Actually, my life began. I was reborn. Only nine months prior, I had just gotten out of my fifth treatment center. And now, finally, I was truly happy.

You’re the one with enough life in you to take something unseen and give it a face.

I’m not sure what I was doing on the app to be quite honest. Maybe I was curious, or maybe I was lonely, or maybe it was just meant to be. I wasn’t expecting MARRIAGE out of Tinder, but I did want something real.

You will never be fat. Yes, you have fat. We all do. But you also have fingers, hair, hormones, and a beating heart.

I always thought being your “little girl” was a title that would always be at the top of your priority list. I’m not going to lie. It hurts like hell, and it probably will for a while.