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For Thirty-five Days

For thirty-five days,
I kept myself clean
I lived as I should live
I started to recover

For thirty-five days,
I pushed myself so hard
I held my tongue,
I held my food

For thirty-five days,
I started to love myself
Just like I used to
Before I broke

For thirty-five days,
I began to stand again
On my own two feet
But then I fell

Can I get back up?

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35 days without purging, ruined by a second helping of the stuffed chicken. -_- I've done it a couple of times since then.

I feel like it's never going to get better.

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  • aww no ='[ u were doing so good hun...but its not your fault and course you'll get better...i promise. we'll both get better.....one day =] stay strong your much stronger than me! x


    • Avalanche.Echo
      January 6
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      Thank you.

      How am I stronger than you?
      I've neglected, so far, to mention to anyone who knows about the bulimia that when I wasn't purging, for the most part I was restricting. Not badly or anything, and it's not really so much about losing weight anymore. I can't stand the feeling of being full.