I’ve gained 20lb since February when I was 13% body fat in the throes of an eating disorder relapse.
Just a month ago I had my breast implants removed, and my two youngest daughters experienced grief because “they were the only soft part of you, mom.”
My two oldest girls described me as last week as “avian” with “glass bones.”
And I’m struggling with winter coming because I no longer fit into my size 00 jeans.
I’m up to 16–17% if I had to guess. Maybe more. My two oldest tell me they are proud.
Listening to you share about your mom gives me insight and comfort. Our stories might not be the same, but I hear echoes of my four girls in your words, and they cushion the blows.