Sarah Ramadanさんのインスタグラム写真 - (Sarah RamadanInstagram)「part three: ⠀ Rock bottom is as bad as you think. It’s cold and lonely and light doesn’t get through anymore. I think it’s the middle way between life and game over, the final stop before there’s no turning back. And strangely enough, as bad as I wanted to personally end the game, I didn’t want my story to be over. Because another chord that I thought I had was struck. It was struck and echoed all around me: ⠀ It was a memory I treasured all these years: a four year old girl named Sarah. She was a princess and it was her birthday. Her tiara was jewelled and she ate birthday cake with her hands. Her mom cut her bangs so they weren’t perfect, but boy oh boy did she feel like a million bucks. She was full of sugar and sang along to songs she didn’t know. And she thought she was so funny, and she knew you thought so too. She was really happy and sometimes cried about stuff but it never made life any less beautiful. If you asked her what time it was, she could tell you. But she didn’t know what it meant. Because she was in the moment and alive and full of birthday cake. What was a calorie to her? What was the sugar content in fruit or the starch in a vegetable? What in the heck was ‘anorexia nervosa’? Sounds like some kinda dinosaur. ⠀ ⠀ It was the only memory I needed. I was saved by a four year old girl named Sarah. ⠀ She made me remember that my beauty never wavered. That my worth could never diminish. And my deserving of love could never be depleted. As I got older, nothing separated me from the little girl I once was. The only shift was my memory.」7月27日 5時57分