Nothing can beat me

Do not think I cannot see them glances, the up and down look, you had an eating disorder?
No way. You can't possibly. You look normal.
Excuse me. Pardon?
All I can do is laugh at their ignorance and tell them yes, I did, and sorry to disappoint them that I no longer look like a walking corpse.
Thank god I don't. I like my bum. I like my hips. I like the colour in my cheeks. I like my curves. My thighs. My smile. My hair. My green eyes. But you know what I like most? The person inside. The person who now has so much empathy, understanding and compassion. So thank you eating disorder, if I cannot take away the damage you did I can say thank you for giving me this. But nonetheless, you are not welcome back.

When people judge me, I just want to scream out my past and see how they would have coped.
I went through my parents divorce, watched my mum have a mental break down and saw both my parents physically and emotionally fight.
I was sexually abused by a stranger when I was just 12. In the street. And no one helped me when they saw me crying on the train which my blouse open and my jeans undone.
I had a series of bad relationships, followed by what I now understand was torture from my boyfriend at the time. No, I am not talking torture as in he was just a dick, I mean horror film torture.
I then had a series of hospital admissions. Not short ones. Months.
I tried to take my life.
I self harmed.
I starved.
I purged.
I cried.

And you know what? I am still standing. I am a fighter. A warrior. A believer. I beat all this shit and I still have a smile on my face. I am 23 and have had an unfortunate period of my life which made me go back to my pre-8 self and search for comfort and safety.
I may have scars on my arms, legs and thighs but they are my warrior wounds. My battle wounds. And I am still fucking alive.

Do NOT tell me I am not strong.
Do NOT tell me I am weak.

I am a warrior. And I now dedicate my life to helping others fight their battles. Lets build an army and take mental illness head on.