Hey there,

Ah marriage to my man was screwy to say the least. We went round and round with the cycle of health and illness. he would nurse me back to health from bulimia and anorexia and then i would get better. once better he didn't know what to do with this new confident woman (nor did I) so he withdrew his love and affection and i got sick again. The only thing I can liken it to is cutting yourself while shaving. And I mean huge cuts tearing a strip of skin off. But you keep shaving because you don't want all that hair on your legs. After a few bloody legs i finally stopped shaving...

Love and Hugs,
Tara