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THE BIGGEST REVELATION OF MY LIFE

My road to freedom from an eating disorder

Left, right, left, right. This was my last walk to my lycée (high school) in France. I'd been making this walk for the past five months. My feet rearranged the pebbles in a familiar rhythm. Raindrops joined the freckles on my cheeks.

Soon, I arrived at the public gardens, a point along the way. I took in the expanse, reliving fond memories about this park. I stopped on the bridge, looking over into the antique courtyard. The small stone fountain still spouted a trickling string of water in the rain. It was there on that bridge that I yelled out loud at God, in confusion and frustration.

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