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An eating disorder is like a painting to me. You try to paint it perfect you keep painting until it’s perfect. But it will never be perfect in your eyes. It’s never enough paint, blending, colors, ect. You keep painting because the voice inside your head keeps telling you that it’s not enough, needs more work, or it will get there just need more time. So you spend so much time on your painting doing what you have to do to get it just right. You spend hours, days, months, or even years working on that one painting. Until you can’t paint anymore and you fall and you wake up. In a hospital because the painting that you were working on was yourself. You know that you can’t paint the perfect picture but you still believe you can. So You get help and you go on the path of recovery it’s hard trust me I’ve been there and im still in recovery. So you start a new painting the recovery path and you did it. It’s always going to be there but it doesn’t control your life anymore and you are enough.
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