Thank you for making me a stronger person.
Thank you for compelling me to learn more about
Thank you for shoving me into therapy.
Thank you for bringing me face to face with my ongoing eating disorder and making me realize how much stress my own hateful thoughts give me.
Thank you for forcing me to make time to myself.
Thank you for inspiring me to reroute my thinking and be more positive.
Thank you for showing me how big my balls really are and how strong my will is.
Thank you for every time I tell an afraid soul that the world is not, in fact a dangerous place, because nowadays I believe it.
Thank you for introducing me to people who need to relate to someone, and who I can relate to.
Thank you for helping me to be more understanding of others.
Thank you for being the reason I learned a library's worth of information on psychology, biology, medicine, and health.
Thank you for helping me to get closer to my mom.
Thank you for popping up randomly when its not dangerous so when I'm in real danger I think calmly under the effects of adrenaline, like the time I almost got kidnapped a few months ago.
Thank you for reminding me how much I need the Lord in my life.
Thank you for helping me get into phenomenal shape.
Thank you for reassuring me that drugs aren't up my alley.
The blushing in social situations that I never had before you sucks, as do the physical symptoms, and feeling like I'm going to black out in beginning voice (which I took to spite you), and the relapsing like I did at work today sucks too but you know what? Without it I think I wouldn't have reexamined myself and my life and asked myself, "Am I being too hard on myself?" I've been inspired to make amends with myself, and while you can suck ****** for all I care, you've played your part in making my life better...
Now go away before I crush you.
Post Edited (ShootingStar) : 3/7/2012 9:59:22 PM (GMT-7)