To All the Oenanthe Oenanthe ........

Strange never noticed , always commented on the bars that held her prisoner the woman in the shop , sweets candy's ice cream  ten hours a day six days a week .... best Italian ice cream home made . Ever a pleasant word always a happy song , never forgot a name , storeys remembered . Pretty face always  smiling as she dutifully tends her  customers the ever busy song bird.

My custom less frequent these days, teenagers wants not satisfied by a sweet shop anymore......

By chance the other night i stopped for  cigars  a brief chat an exchange of remarks as usual a compliment from the song bird on me losing weight , it just came out "what about you what happened it was going well "  the elephant in the room acknowledged her mask slipped momentary her eyes signaling understanding ..... " I just can,t control it working in here" . It was out her confession given to a relative stranger an acknowledgement  of the fact . Just before the people behind me got to impatient i replied "an eating disorder thats what it is ...." a sharing , the smile just a little more sincere , first steps perhaps.

This story a whispering from  Adonis Blue to Salmo Salar to a Oenanthe Oenenthe

salar1 salar1
51-55, M
5 Responses Mar 27, 2009

LLL once known we can but help ......

it sucks knowing someone is in so much pain they destroy themselves.

Anytime little one ......

thanxs for sharing..

shes not the only one Bebe .....