I have a little brother. He just sent me a text telling me he wants to dye his hair and beard periwinkle next February for eating disorder awareness month.
I cried.
We have never really talked about my eating disorder. He’s grown up with it, but it’s been the white elephant that no one will acknowledge.
I love this kid (he’s 11 years younger) and he has such a sweet spirit. He has such a way of melting my heart. As he just did.