"We don't do hand-holding" said the voice on the other side of the phone.
Tough-love is not my thing.
I have been tough-loved and tough-loved myself into this mess...
...or at least tough-love is what they called it.
Why can't it just be love?
What's wrong with hand holding? If someone held my hand maybe I could learn that hands aren't just for eating with.
I know I should have faith in myself, inner strength and all that jazz... but why should I always do everything by myself. Why can't I reach out and ask for support and encouragement.
I know I can do this. I can physically stop eating. I can get myself to the doctor. to the hospital. onto the OR table......
... but what's so wrong with asking someone to hold my hand?
