In the mirror’s gaze, a shadow stood,
A fragile silhouette misunderstood.
Whispers of doubt in the silence crept,
In the depths of my soul, secrets kept.

Yet through the darkness, a light began,
A flicker of hope, a healing plan.
With trembling steps, I sought a way,
To break the chains, to see the day.

Therapy’s voice, a gentle guide,
Unraveled the fears I kept inside.
Each session a step, a bridge to mend,
A journey of courage, a path to ascend.

Food became more than a foe to fight,
A source of strength, a beacon of light.
In nourishing my body, I found release,
A truce with myself, a newfound peace.

Words on paper, my heart’s refrain,
A tapestry of healing, woven from pain.
In every verse, my spirit soared,
A testament to battles endured and ignored.

Life’s simple joys, once shrouded in gray,
Now color my world in vibrant array.
Laughter and love, the sun’s warm embrace,
I cherish each moment, each time and place.

Recovery’s path, a winding road,
With valleys deep and burdens to unload.
Yet in my eyes, a future gleams,
A testament to strength and dreams.

Through my eyes, I see anew,
A life reborn, a journey true.
Anorexia’s grasp no longer holds,
For I am the story my spirit unfolds.