In fifth grade I stood with my hands on the counters, levitating myself above the scale. First my big toe, then my entire foot - what would the number be? I saw the real number and shuddered. No, that can’t be it. At ten years old I held onto the counter and lifted some of… Continue reading Let’s rewrite the story.
There was a time... When I feared upcoming doctor appoints, When I was scared of the fine line I walked between school and treatment. There was a time... When I felt utterly numb and closed off to my emotions When food was my absolute enemy When even the sight of butter made me squirm.… Continue reading There was a time…
A letter to thank calories for all that they do rather than continue to condemn and fear them.
This morning I woke up to a rainy, drizzly day. If you know me, this is my absolute favorite weather. It means hot coffee and cozy sweaters, sitting in a cafe or maybe curling up and watching a movie. Waking up to the pattering of rain on the roof, I was in a great mood.… Continue reading I Choose Recovery Today, Sorry ED
Sometimes, all we need is a reminder to not take life so seriously. A lot of my time is spent contemplating my reason for existence. What was I put on this earth to do and how can I help others? How can I prevent other people from falling into the same eating disorder trap that… Continue reading Let’s not take life so seriously
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