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No Longer a Victim

By: Anonymous

To the Monster...

I needed something to lean on, someone to help me, and then i found you. Oh, you were beautiful and promised to make me beautiful too. You promised me everything, you promised me love. Love of myself. But now i know who you really are and what it is you really want. And i don't know if have the will power to fight for it, for myself. So here is a plea, a cry for merci, i'll do anything to stop this. For it's not food i'm trying to get rid of anymore, it's you. I want you out of my body and of my soul. You've cost me everything. My sanity, my salvation, my life. But i'm here to take it back. and i'm getting stronger. everytime i walk past the bathroom and turn around and walk back to my room, i'm winning. Everytime i cry alone in my own silent hell, hugging my knees, unwilling to let go of myself, unwilling to let you take me over, i'm winning. And i will win. You watch, someday you'll come back and try to tell me that i need you and although i might be broken and shattered, i'm still going to say no and walk on. Because right now thats what i need to do...walk on.

©2001 Anonymous. Reprinted with Permission.

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