Poem:
I gave up cookies
for clarity.
Pizza
for peace.
Lies
for light.
I traded what filled my belly
for what fills my soul.
And it still hurts.
Every. Single. Day.
But I’m building something.
One weighed meal.
One honest share.
One call.
One prayer.
One step.
I gave up the thing that was killing me
for the life I never thought I’d deserve.
Still…
Still making the trade.
Still showing up hungry for healing.
Still believing it’s worth it.