Your poem, The Opposite of a Love Poem to Eating Disorders, was incomprehensibly beautiful. I've been dealing with anorexia for the last year, carving myself into a smaller and smaller shell of the girl I used to be. Starving becomes an addiction, and your work made me realize that I was targeted by the disorder; it wasn't a choice. I think more people suffering need to read your work, so they realize it isn't their fault and they can escape the disorder's hatred. Thank you... xoxo

I’m very happy that my poem gave you some small measure of comfort and helped you realize that your eating disorder is not your fault and that you should not blame yourself for it. I’m glad I could, even just a little bit, help you realize that.

Much love. I’m glad you enjoyed the poem.

(If anyone else would like to read “The Opposite of a Love Poem to Eating Disorders,” it’s here.)