Food is everywhere
On Facebook, Instagram, TV
I scroll past it daily
Recipes, photos, how-to videos
Each time a small reminder that
My relationship with food is
different
I am bound by my eating disorder
It consumes me
Even when I will it not to
I hope someday I will scroll through my feed
And not cringe
Recovery road is longer
than I ever expected it to be
I can see no end
Only a dot on the horizon
Yet I keep walking
Each step brings hope I absorb
Like the sun’s rays
putting down the rope 