A letter to a friend:

Hello beautiful lady. Thinking about you lots. I hope you are doing well. I am trying to think about the one thing that changed my life. What words my sister said to me that one night that turned my life around and I stopped. I think it was her honesty combined with no judgement. No judgement.  No expectations.  Just honesty. And love. I think but still not sure if the knowing someone else knew and was kind and allowed me to have the choice to take this in my own hands was the answer? I am still trying to formulate my success after so many years. And rendering it into a short cut for you. Life as a bulimic for 30 years is a loss of much of your life. Maybe some things that may change your thinking. I have bad teeth now and three missing. I am spending money to fix them but it was my bulimia that killed three of my best friends in my mouth. I cried when they had to go. It was about the relationship I had with them more so then cosmetic issues believe it or not. That controlling issue in my youth hurt and killed three of my best friends and my relationship with many but mostly my daughter. I am happy now but so much I would have given to say goodbye to B way back when. 😉 what I thought was my best friend in silence was although that silent friend one that was destructive.  I should have let her go a long time ago. Sure dont miss her. She was like a jealous possessive thing that overtook me and didn’t want me to be with anyone else. Sorry but I will say this crudely.  Fuck her. The F word sometimes is the only way to truly characterize the way you feel with the proper passion. Happy I ended that relationship. … maybe in writing this I now know what to look for in my writing. Thanks for listening. 🙂

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