Tina Turner Does Not Dance with B. Devil Ment

It stood incarnate. Inticing, terrifying, hypnotizing, alluring. Wrapped in ego and warped by fear, B. Devil Ment hissed and taunted, tempted and tricked, danced and sulked to lead me into the food, the body obsession, the disease.

Just for today, I choose to dance with Mama Brigid, not B. Devil Ment.

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