Mom asked me an interesting question the other day while discussing my impending move to New England, the support network I am building for myself there and what to have for lunch:
"Can they handle this ['this' being disordered illness]?"
I paused before responding (which I think shows just how far I've come- both the pregnant pause and the carefully pondered answer) "No one handles it except for those of us with it. And the only people who can handle us are the ones who love beyond loving us."
To which she replied… "you're not wrong."
I love perfect use of pseudo-double negatives.
More soon, my Dearest of Dear Hearts.
<3
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