Like me, Emily also finds that writing poetry is a good coping mechanism. She has very kindly shared one of her poems with us.
Do I want to keep on being dictated by that anorexic voice inside my head,
that brings me down and wants me dead,
the Emily I see looking back at me is fat, ugly,
and worthless and is no good to anybody.
The strong control over me every time I go out,
every time I eat and drink it screams and shouts,
all it wants to do is punish me
but I’m determined I’m stronger and I will break free
12 years of fighting this hell,
I realise now more than ever that I want to be well,
to escape the anorexias control over my mind
and reach that peace I’ve been longing to find,
to get to that place where I can accept me for me,
to be healthy and happy and one day free.
Contributed by Emily Nuttall: @emily4993