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Dear Anorexia

27/02/2017 11:27 GMT | Updated 27/02/2017 11:27 GMT
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Dear Anorexia,

I grew up thinking you were my best friend. From 13 years old you befriended me. You held me close when I needed it. Warmed me when I felt cold and empty and you gave me reasons to keep going. You showed me ways to feel good when I felt worthless, and you gave me direction when I was lost.

I believed you were just for me and that you knew what was best. But you didn't. You turned out to be a manipulative bitch. You made me feel weak, guilty, so unhappy and you isolated me from all my friends. You nearly killed me and you put me in hospital! You put me in hospital when I was 17; when I should have been out and enjoying myself.

It makes me so angry that you try and come back. Try and flirt with me. Try and suck me back in when I am weak. You will never, ever succeed.

I will not let you beat me and not let you win!

You are not worth anything to me. Even as you seduce me, and I do find you so seductive, I still won't let you dictate what I eat, how much I exercise and how much I drink.

I have beaten you and I don't want you in my life!

In fact I don't want you in anyone else's life. You need to back off, stop befriending others and let them get on with living! You make everyone feel terrible and everyone deserves better!! No one deserves to be guilt tripped by you. And I want everyone who is friends with you now to realise how nasty, manipulative and selfish you really are.

Yours forever fighting,

Hope