The whole car ride over to my best friend's house, I debated whether or not I was going to finally come clean about my high school year's biggest secret. By the time I picked up the ice cream, I harnessed whatever lack of shame the past few months have taught me and told myself I would do this for all the times that I could not. I took some upright starfish pose meditation moments, pressed the power button on my car, and felt I was ready. Upon exiting the green machine in the driveway, I began to have second thoughts. What if they don't like me anymore? What if they don't understand? After about five minutes of this nonsense I shut that crud down. I was going to do this, and that was final.
Disclaimer: Some names have been changed for privacy and certain sections of this post may be difficult to read for anyone currently struggling with an eating disorder.
0 Comments
|
Nerds in the NeighborhoodSoliuna
|
Proudly powered by Weebly