I would love to know if any of you guys have been struggling with or can relate to the feeling that all day, you must be either doing something productive or moving your body. Recently, I have been doing so much better with not restricting and listening to my body and its hunger cues. With… Continue reading The Urge to Move – Update
Mornings are by far my favorite time of the day. I love waking up before everyone else and enjoying a cup of coffee in the silence of a new day. The morning is when I leave time for myself to actually sit down and rest. It is the time when my head is the clearest… Continue reading Mornings
Yesterday, my family and I headed out in the early morning for a road trip to explore Minnesota, a state we visit annually in the summer. We travelled down roads lined with looming pine trees and passed glimmering lakes that sparkled under the morning sun. We stopped at some landmark destinations, including two lighthouses and… Continue reading A Piece of Chocolate
For me, sticking to my meal plan after my first discharge from residential did not go according to plan. I couldn’t understand why, I had it all mapped out - I had timers set on my phone and specific times when I would eat meals. I even went grocery shopping and methodically planned dinners with… Continue reading A Subtle Shift – Update
I was walking around my town last night when I overheard another conversation held by three adult women. I was actually on my way to meet a friend for ice cream - a very big step for me. Anyway, their topic was one not unlike others I had heard so many times before, however that… Continue reading What would happen?
I am discharging from residential and entering into outpatient treatment as of this Tuesday. Though I am extremely nervous, I feel so much more equipped and prepared than my first discharge. I now understand that recovery outside of treatment is not going to be easy or linear. It is going to be an uphill battle… Continue reading Core beliefs
I have been thinking a lot about happiness and the difference between my happiness before versus during the eating disorder. Before, I was truly happy; it was an in the moment, beautiful kind of happiness. I would wake up each morning excited for a new day and I would go to bed content. I… Continue reading Happiness