I wonder if I'll ever get to the point where I can hear about a child or teenager who is really sick with an ED and not feel envious of them.
It's because it always seems to me that they're receiving all the love, respect, and admiration that I wish I had when I was younger.
I know that it's wrong to think that way. I know that they are suffering and that their lives aren't perfect. But I was suffering, too, and people didn't care or take me seriously. I keep thinking that if I had been as sick as those kids I hear about, then people would have cared.
I wonder if anything I'll ever do could ever make up for that -- people not caring when I needed them to the most.
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