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If you really knew me, you’d know that …

I am afraid of not winning this fight.

I’m always in a state of obsession. My mind is always going a mile a minute and my ED is always berating me for something.

I never have a moment of pure peace or silence in my head.

Words and actions hurt me even though they weren’t meant to.

For years, I longed for someone to know my secret, in the hope they’d stop the pain and stop me from hurting because I didn’t care enough about myself to stop myself.

My ED is not the problem; it’s the symptom of my real problems.

I am scared that this will kill me.

I hate being needy and yet I long to be taken care of.

I feel nothing most of the time and I wait to see your reactions before I knwo how to respond/reply/react myself.

I pray that I will still be able to have children someday.

I lied my way through countless treatments and now I am paying the consequences.

I believe that everyone’s flaws should be accepted and forgiven except for mine.

I sometimes need your help, but I’m not sure how to tell you this.

I am unable to see my potential right now but it helps me to hear you when you tell me it’s there.

I hold back from full recovery because I hang on to ED as an excuse to not chase after my real goals.

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