Net be gone.

Come out here, out on the wire.
My trainer gently cajoles me.

It's ok, they prod, they encourage.
There is a net, I hear their plea!

So I start to step, I'm scared.
I've been there before, many a time.

It's never worked out before,
Nets have been yanked,

they assure, they all chime.

Come on out, you're safe, we'll be here.
We'll not leave you,

you're not alone.
Take a step, I know it's scary!
One more.
You're almost there ,

look the net is strong.

A few more steps, I start to shake.
I'm even more worried,

but the they tell me
Don't worry, it's ok.

I promise.
Then they call. Come in, talk.

A problem.
We have to take the net up.


It doesn't really belong to us.

We know you're half way down the tight rope.

You'll be ok.

Nice to know you.

See you later.

Don't worry about falling.

There isn't anything down there ...

Not really.

Just.

An
Eating Disorder
Purging
SI
Endless weighing
Obsessive Worry
Malnutrition
Death.

Don't worry .....

You're half way on the tight rope ... you're half way there,

Without a net.

Oh well.