Some points in our lives are only meant to be temporary resting places. To the people we love but we must love from a distance, I know that you do not understand or grasp onto the concept at this time, and I am sorry because I know you are feeling pain. Waves that have an immense ferocity about them, and are at present consuming your life in a state of total encompassing darkness. My heart aches for you because I too am not without sorrow, and grief. The emotions that we feel as we mourn someone who we lose that is so precious to us, but the worst thing is that we know the person, or the people are still indeed alive and perhaps well and thriving. I cannot make you see that in thi s time it is something that is for the better, as it is something that I am still running through the scope of my own understanding. However, there comes a point where people simply cannot be a part of each others lives...
I started this blog in late 2015 when I began eating disorder treatment. What started as a personal project, grew into a page for updating family and friends, and now thousands read these posts from all corners of the world. This blows my mind. Today, I consider myself recovered, but my work as an activist is just beginning. For additional inquiries, please feel free to email me.