"Labera lege," read my lips.
My name is Kim.
I hate the word hate,
I'm a recovering bulimic;
I've never been happier to write this..
I'm scared, but
I'd love to talk!
This is my boyfriend David. I love him very much. As much as I am embarrassed to admit it, I want to marry him. On Monday night, he left to Oklahoma for basic training in the national guard. I’m going to pray he is safe. He makes me want to live.
He doesn’t approve of my self-loathing or purging. He reminded me every day that I was his beautiful bride. Everytime he said it, I’d cry because it was so hard to believe. Now i’m crying because I wont be hearing it for awhile. He comes back in five months and I have to be strong. I want to live for the day I can walk down the aisle to meet him at the alter.