Thursday, February 16, 2012

No one is average.....


Average
By: Erin 

As a little one my teachers said I was an average child
I guess they judged me by the way my clothes always had patterns that were wild
School was not my favorite thing to do
No, apparently I’d rather play, or talk and get to know you

But later in my kid years I grew to be afraid of that word
Average, mediocre, common, or third
For I knew in my heart there was something special inside me
And it was something I wanted others to see

So I showed off to all that I could
Studied more than I should
Convinced myself I had to be the best to be good
But really I misunderstood

I was never average, mediocre, or ordinary too
And my friend, the same goes for you
You have talents, gifts, quirks, and abilities unlike any other
It’s something you can do without your big brother

Some people dance, sing, or play
Others are natural at leading the way
Still others pay close attention to what must get done
And some people are great at having fun

No one is ordinary, common or average no matter how big or small
We’re each our own person, with our own talents and tastes
I think that’s better all in all

Taking Back Control.....


Control
By: Erin Casey

“I AM NOT HUNGRY”

ED SAYS:
I’m sorry Mom
I know I’m hurting you
I know you are frustrated
I’m sorry

I am not hungry
Food makes me feel dirty
Food makes me feel ugly
Food makes me feel gross
Food is not appealing

ED SAYS:
I’m sorry Dad
I know you are tired of this
I know you are worried for me
I’m sorry

I am not hungry
Food makes me feel unworthy
Food makes me feel like a failure
Food makes me feel shame
Food is not appealing

ED SAYS:
I’m sorry Sisters and Brother
I know you are sad about this
I know you pretend it’s OK
I’m sorry

I am not hungry
Food: each bite makes me angry
Food: each swallow makes me anxious
Food: each meal makes me fill with self hatred
Food is not appealing

ED SAYS:
I’m sorry Friends
I know I am no fun like this
I know you there is so much tension around
I’m sorry


I am not hungry
Food feels like poison
Food feels wrong to push down
Food is foreign in my body
Food is not appealing

ED SAYS:
I’m sorry Treatment Team
I know you want me to succeed
I know you work hard for me
I’m sorry

I am not hungry
Food feels impossible to conquer
Food is the enemy in my life
Food is evil in and of itself
Food is not appealing

ED SAYS:
I’m sorry Erin
I know you want to get better
I know you deserve recovery
I’m sorry

 I’m not hungry
For a million reasons
Give me a second and I will give you a reason
To restrict
To purge
To harm myself because….
“Food is not appealing”

ERIN SAYS:
I’m sorry ED
I know you want to hurt me
I know you want to control me
I know you want to take my life from me
Too Bad
I’m sorry – actually I am NOT sorry
Food may not be appealing but
I am hungry


Up the Mountain....................


The Climb
By: Erin 

I meet people who have walked where I have walked
I meet people who have experienced similar things as me
I meet people with common issues, struggles and strife
I hear their stories and I get scared

I know how hard this journey is
I know how tough the days can be
I know how unfair it can seem

But I will not hear the disappointments of others, frustrations, and trials
And assume that will be me
Because while I cannot control everything
Because while I cannot predict today or tomorrow
Because while I have these struggles and concerns
I cannot convince myself that my fate will be blue

I will face my own problems to come
They will be more difficult, different and discouraging than some
But half the battle is the attitude in which we face our trials
Whether we stay put – or walk one hundred more miles

I admit I am scared these illnesses will make me incapable to do my life well
But allowing myself to stay in that fear is my own personal Hell
I must keep moving forward one step at a time
Because this is a mountain that I and others must climb

And if we don’t believe in ourselves, by thinking “Yes, I think I can”
We will have failed before we began

I have so much faith in my friends, other travelers on this mountain quest
When you’re tired – stop on a rock, enjoy the view and take a rest
And think to yourself “look how far I have come – I am so blessed.”