You will get through this. and KNOW that although I may not be there physically, I AM WITH YOU. My love, my spirit, my appreciation of who you are as a person-all the traits I Cherish and feel sorry for those who may never be exposed. You are real, you are here, you are feeling. And when most are afraid to feel- you fucking dive in.
You are doing yourself a great service – exploring all the nooks and crannies of imperfection to sail on with gratitude and grace.
Every day I see you, you are more beautiful than the last. Inside and out.
I love you, and don’t believe for one second, that I am not there with you on friends and family night. Bitch I am ALWAYS with you. 💜
Alice
“Friends and Family” night, in Eating Disorder treatment, happened once a month. I brought my husband last time. I didn’t want to bring him this time – I didn’t feel emotionally safe with him anymore. I texted Alice – who was an 8 hour drive away – saying I was crying because I wish she could come instead..
Marriage was already more stressful than it was worth.
Looking for Layla: an autobiographical account by Elle B. Hunter, dedicated to Jeff Littner and his “cheerleaders with black and gold hearts”. 