Ink Stained Soul…

My struggle with food is something I still face daily.
Guilt if I eat bad.
Feel sick and bloated.
Caught in a fog and disgust.
Guilt if I forgot to eat.
Going back and forth between starving myself and trying to take care of myself.
Comments made, not even to me but what I observe others saying about people around sneak into my head.
Do they think that way about me?
Standing in the mirror several times a day, climbing on the scale.
My own worst enemy and yet my own salvation.
Afraid to let myself be seen while trying to conquer all my demons.
Slowly I have found my love for every party of my body but the deeply ingrained food rejection is an all day struggle.