Sunday, September 27, 2015

Not For the Faint

I want to warn every reader I will ever have. THIS BLOG IS LIFE.
It is real. It is ugly. It will make you cry. It will make you scream.
But, most of all, it will probably feel what it is like in my life living with a binge eater. The emotional ride has really sucked. And, quite frankly, I want off this thing.
Now.
Binge Eating is an eating disorder. A disease, if you will. It's a mental illness that requires treatment and medication. It's not like people with binge eating disorders can just stop eating and everything will be all better. No, that isn't how it works. Would you want to be trapped in a room with a Schizophrenic who has been off their meds for a month? Even people with schizophrenia don't want to be in that room!
Eating disorder is a MOTHER! He will chew you up and spit you out. And you are like "What devil?! that's MY kid...You can't have them!" And Ed - (oh, Ed? Ya, Ed is many a parent's pet name for eating disorders. You see some kids like to come up with cute, charming names for their eating disorders. Then there's us...we're like Ed!) - anyway, good old Ed. He's waiting there to grab ahold of your child once more. You're over there all chewed up and naked on the floor. And there's Ed, staring at your kid like some pedophile, backwoods uncle all hopped up on bathtub gin. Ya, he's smiling at my kid telling her he can make everything all better.
Ed creeps in and disrupts everything. Flying plates. Yelling things you never thought you would hear. Telling your kid how horrible you are for caring.
Like I said, this is real. Eating Disorders are UGLY, folks And if you aren't ready to know everything there is to know...read the words...really get help...then just get out right now. Because this is about to go down.
That SOB Ed. He keeps coming in through the window. You can't have my daughter you tyrant. So watch out. Because it's going to turn WWF real quick. I am not going to let you take my baby without nail scratching, hair pulling, balls kicking, down and dirty fight. And, you know what...this mama bear always wins.

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