forgiven and forgotten

I cannot be defined by positivity and depression.
Because I am both, but I am me.

I remember my constant battle with anorexia
I simply couldn't focus on anything else, but my body
Nothing was important
Only my control over my body
It was pure hell

I would like to offer hope to others with the same or similar issues
because if I have found peace

You can
too

I can happily say I am enjoying the thoughts of healthy
I no longer focus on the words thin, skinny, fat, proportionate or anything between

I now focus on what my body can do
I no longer let a piece of fabric tell me how I'm going to feel that day

I let my legs that can run, swim, bike, and do triathlons tell me how I can feel that day
I let my lungs that can scream from mountain tops tell me how I can feel that day
And I now listen to my heart pumping and I let it tell me how I'm feeling that day
And I have never been happier 

I know we have demons in our lives for a reason
because if I have never struggled with this
I wouldn't have the appreciation for life as I do now