Tomorrow I am going to experience the hurt of having abused two friends so badly that they are leaving me. Two of my teeth that my choice of being bulimic forced their death. I am crying because I will miss them soooo much. I didn’t mean to hurt them. I should have known better!
I saw this post and I really needed it tonight, the last night I will have them with me. :(. So I’m taking the time to say goodbye. Forever. I know seems trivial in a world where people have lost so much more, but it makes me aware of that and too how my self-consciousness that I battled is rising up again.
Perhaps this is my lesson to find humility once again. I don’t fear the pain of the extraction, more so the sorrow of the loss.
