Dear Jess

Dear Jess

It's 2013

You are not your wieght. You are not what you eat. You are not the hours you spend in the gym after work burning off the non-existent calories you haven't eaten. You do not need the girl who's supposed to be your pal grabbing you and telling you you're Chubby or shaming you when you eat. You stop the restriction, you stop the other bad things. You begin to feel like you're living again. You stop associating food with guilt and speak to someone about it for the first time.

It's going to be OK when your mum leaves. You're toxic family member leaves you alone finally. You learn to control your worry, you learn its normal. 

You break away from the relationship that's made you ill, you meet someone that 100% cares for you. You learn who your friends are. 

It gets better, but it gets worse before it does. These are the happiest times
Of your early 20's but also your worst. You get frustrated but accept that theres somethings you can't change. 

You will leave morrisons. You find out what it is you want to do. You find you're career. 

You find you.


  1. God, Jess - you don't muck about in this post! There's so much in there. It's beautiful. xx

    1. I don’t even know why I wrote this, it was 3am and I guess I was just reflecting IDK but thank you xx

  2. This is so strong. You are strong.

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    1. I'm good, just doing some reflection on a weird year. X


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