Avery and I got brave, woke up early and drove the 2 hours to the NEDA walk this morning.
It was nothing short of AMAZING! And I wasn’t the fattest person there, which was a legit concern.
I didn’t understand the speakers, but I don’t really care. I watched the audience react to what was being said. I saw people hugging each other, tearing up, and nodding in agreement.
It really hit me. I’m not alone. Yes. I read all of your lovely blogs. Yes. I have an anorexic sister. Yes. I can parrot statistics like a good perfectionist nerd. Yes. I know about the bathroom girls…
But today, I was surrounded by people who are fighting. And winning.
It was awesome.