This phrase keeps going through my head like a broken recording. ANA uses it to prove I have once again destroyed a beautiful thing like I seem to be so good at doing.
Why is it the healthy people seem to think it has to be enough. Why do they think “if it was enough” we would choose a different path. Why are they so convinced for us this is a simple choice. Like one day you can wake up and just choose another road. Why can they not see it is so much more then a choice. That when you sit in a front of a plate of food you so desperately want to eat the voice in your head makes it impossible to even lift a spoonful to your mouth. At work today my angels grandma came over and cooked sloppy joes (hers are the best) and mashed…
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