She walks with confidence wearing her scars like like a Trophy she just won . She walks with pride knowing she won the battle last night. Even when everybody sees her with pity wondering how mentally unstable she is. Wondering if she’s on drugs because she has bags under her eyes not only that she’s losing weight so fast . She walks with a smile on her face she took a bite for the first time in days . She’s still alive that’s good enough . She knows in the back of her mind one night she won’t have control and her life will be gone . So she walks a day at a time.