Before Its Too Late
* Disclaimer - some profane language * This poem is about all of us girls who have had eating disorders. Myself included. It is a struggle, one that I have still been working on to fully overcome. Because its not easy to love yourself when you always compare yourself to others. I hope that if you are struggling with an eating disorder you can find help and learn to heal and grow healthier both mentally and physically. And if you are someone that struggles, yet hasn't reached out for help. I want to let you know you can always message me for advice or just to talk about it. For her its a nightmare. she sits at the table, a full plate in front of her. Eating the first meal of the day even though its already 4 She thinks to herself, I've got exactly 45 minutes before its too late. When the calories sink in, and I start to gain weight. To anyone else she's perfect. But in the mirror she sees a different story. She hates everything about h