Confrontation is scary. I shake and feel afraid. My eyes well up and i want to fall down or run away in hysterics.

But i know i must do it. I must speak my truth. If i learned anything over the past year of outpatient eating disorder treatment, it is that; that if i am to live, i must find a way to identify and express my emotion. To counter depression, I must turn anger out instead of inwards.

Give me strength. i must push on despite being afraid