Her attitude regarding the conversation hearts was a lot better than mine.
This also reminds me of what my sister used to say- that she likes rice krispies because they talk to her when she’s lonely.
I grew up trying to decode the hidden messages in my Rice Krispy cereal, as I was certain they were trying to tell me something; the commercials said they talked, and I believed it. I intently held my ear to the bowl listening to the snap, crackle and pop of the cereal to decipher the Morse code message it sent out. I would always determine that the cereal was singing happy songs or telling me to have a wonderful day at school.
As I grew older, my food gave me other messages. It told me many negative things that I do not feel are appropriate to put into print. Essentially, the carefree messages from my Rice Krispies turned into condescending, scathing messages that gave more power to ED. Eventually I learned to accept these ideas as truth. Recovery has taught me that it is ok to not listen to those…
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