Dear My Disorder...

This was just a quick letter/poem I decided to write. I understand it isn't very good, but I think it expresses feelings I wasn't able to say out loud.

Dear My Disorder,

Leave.

I cannot stand you any longer.

For every day, I wake up, just for you to tell me

I am worth nothing more than protruding

Hip Bones and a thigh gap.

Leave.

You want control over me

And I let you have it.

You have done far more than enough.

You set goals for me, that I

Slowly

Kill

Myself

Just to reach.

Leave.

God forbid I try and eat something over your limits.

You come screaming darkness

Into my head.

And then

You quiet down

To make me listen to my own dreadful

Silence.

Leave.

I want to count the memories,

The love,

The happiness,

Not

The calories.

Leave.

No longer can I let you define me.

For I shall break down your walls

And your resources

As you have broken mine.

Sincerely, your friend Natalie

Author's Note

I wrote this simply for myself but would appreciate the criticism. I am a young inexperienced writer and would not expect this to mean anything.