I wanted to share a poem I wrote a while back about my own experience with an eating disorder. This is my experience in my own words. This is raw, rough and real.
A Fall From Grace
In a world where I felt so small,
So small that everything and everyone seemed so tall.
I felt like I was stuck in the middle of a huge crowd.
A crowd that forced me to live in the shadow.
A Shadow that felt so narrow.
I couldn’t think, eat or sleep.
I was consumed by the darkness in one big sweep.
After a while I learned to live within this darkness by controlling what I had to eat.
Being in control of this one thing made me feel like I wasn’t so small after all.
Little did I know I was heading for a great big fall.
A fall from grace to grave,
If I didn’t accept that I had a problem and a big choice to make.
Making the wrong choice would result in my fate.
For I chose to fight,
For I chose to eat,
For I chose to live.
Thank you for reading.
Take care of your beautiful self.
Love, Kimmy xoxx