Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put Humpty Dumpty
Back together again.
It has been seven months since I last posted. You could say, that like Humpty Dumpty, I had a great fall. My winter of sadness lasted longer than the snow. It is only since the air has warmed and the leaves bloom verdant on trees that the snow weighting me down has melted.
Like Humpty Dumpty, no one could put me back together--no one, that is, except for myself and for time, the great healer. I lost more than just a baby this winter--I lost a dream, one that now travels with the wind. But in that time, I learned how strong I could be. I learned that anorexia no longer controls me. Through the long winter, I mourned. I cried, I cursed, and I felt, deeply felt--but I did not starve. Despite overwhelming pain, I persevered against the beast that is the eating disorder.
Because of this, I have been able to pick myself up, brush off the dirt and dust, and dream anew. I don't need ED, my security blanket, to protect me in the cold night--I have myself.
Who needs kings' horses and men anyway?
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