Triggers were once inevitable,
but now they are a choice.
A chance to change perspective
and not listen to the voice.

I have a lonely day,
with no one to see,
I don’t wallow in self pity,
I embrace the time with me.

Stressed and strains,
a failure or a mistake,
I don’t listen to the voice,
because I know the voice is fake.

Now I see the lies,
the falseness of the voice.
I don’t react to triggers,
I’m able to make a choice.

I never thought it possible,
to live this life so free.
But I’m winning most the time,
although it’s still not easy.

But I live ad learn each time,
When I look to react.
But it’s definitely a decision
not a pre-destined act.

I don’t know why,
 nor know how,
this change occurred within.
But it happened with a lot of work
and determination to not give in.

I’m happy that it’s happened,
I’m happy now I’m free.
The decision is mine to make,
The right choice,
 there to take.

For anorexia is quieter,
it’s a silent subtle whisper,
which means I have a choice
and to not react to the trigger.