"End"

When things come to an end, it can be a grieving process. Even if its a bad thing ending. At least it is for me.

I want to say my eating disorder ended but I know that I have a long way to go before I can say that.

My example is, when I stopped talking to my dad. When I stopped reaching out to him and flat out telling him if things dont change that I cant have him in my life. It was a grieving process...that was a few months ago and I can still sit here and cry about it. Who would think that a man that beats you you would cry over? I do. He is my father, and deep down I know this isnt who he is. I dont have evidence of that but I know he isn't.

Anyway, "All good things come to an ending and all bad things come to an ending, you just have to enjoy the ride and hang on it"