This is my saddest, but also sweetest memory: I fell in love with a boy and I still love him so. One day we were spending time in his room watching TV and generally goofing off. We were talking about our flaws and I admitted my battle with self injury and Anorexia.
I showed him my scars and he kissed every one of them. He took my hands and told me “Please don’t harm yourself anymore. It makes me sad to see you so unhappy and I want you to start eating more. You’re already way to skinny. I can’t let you get sick.”
Even though it doesn’t seem like much, even to this day I think about the words he says and still want to cry. That was the most meaningful thing I’ve ever been told and even though I still fight to eat right, I no longer cut and seeing my scars heal makes me think of him (even though he no longer my boyfriend) and smile.
Other People's Thoughts
Your post made me cry. Please stay strong. You’re worth so much more than the demons in your head will have you believe. I hope one day the monkey will be off your back.. and mine.
— Thora Friday May 18, 2007 #
That is the sweetest thing. And you are worth it. Be good to yourself.
— Michelle Saturday August 16, 2008 #
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