How I Learned the Power of Letting Go After My Father Developed Dementia
âThere is beauty in everything, even in silence and darkness.â ~Helen Keller
When I was eleven years old, I would force myself to stay awake until the wee hours of the morning.
I was severely anorexic at a time when eating disorders were considered an âinconvenienceâ you brought on yourself. Anorexia was dismissed as a rich, white girlâs disease (although we were certainly not rich)âa disease that was easily curable with a prescription for a chocolate cake.
Although my emaciated body was a dead giveaway of my condition, it was school that noticed the change in me first. My once …