My eating disorder has turned me into a liar, it's turned me into the best damn liar on this earth. But that's not me... I'm not a liar, I fight for the truth every day, I am NOT a liar!!! I want to fight this ED, but more than that, I want to BEAT IT!!! When we die, our gravestones act as a tribute to our lives... who wants their gravestone to say, "Here lies the best damn liar in the world"... or, "Here lies a girl who was really great at her eating disorder!" NO! That's NOT what I want to be remembered as... I'd rather it say, "Here lies a girl who really lived!" or "She was one hell of a great person!" I don't want this to be the legacy I leave.
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