Sorry I forgot to tell you

That as my friend you must be true.
As that I went to say,
No more were we at play.
I meant to tell you the future looked bright,
But all of a sudden we got in a fight.
I went to tell you we should be friends,
That I will be here untill the end.
But you would not listen to me,
So friends no longer shall we be.


This peom reminds me of what happened when i was in treatment and even now that some friends just weren't ment to be there forever. The friends you want to keepare the ones that are not "leeches" that are only your friends when your not haveing hard times and leave you when you are. Their the ones that say they will write and call you but they never do. If they do it will be to only to discuss their problems that you have created by not being there. The real friends are the ones that call to see if your okay and can talk to you about their problems and you talk about yours and you both understand eachother. An their there from start to finish during good and bad times. So don`t keep the leeches keep the real friends cause a real friend won't suck you dry.

It's okay to be different

Through all the tough times in my still continuing journey to recovery something that i think everyone should know. That God cut us all from the same loaf of bread but he also made each slice  different in their own way. Thats why we were all given different talents and all look different from eachother.

So when i was bad in my bulimia and even sometimes now i look at  those other pieces and want to be like them. Then i remember what i went through to try to be like them. I basically burned myself in the proccess of trying to be someone that i wasn`t. So now i have slowly started to decide that i like being just me . So butter me up and call me different from the other slices cause i just want to be me.