November 25, 2013

Where has my life gone? I've been reading my past journals lately when I have extra time, and I've begun remembering things that I thought I had forgotten. I am no longer a child - my childhood is gone. And I spent the last two years of it worrying about my weight and alternately starving and throwing up and working out. I stole my own childhood from myself - and I can never get it back. I miss being a "carefree" eight-year old terribly. I miss the connection I had with my siblings. I miss the innocence of my thoughts. I miss the fun, energetic times I had with Sean, Sara, and my friends. I miss when I could play with Barbies and then with Matchbox cars. I miss the Molly I knew. Who am I? Am I Molly, or am I a monster who has destroyed her love of life?