The rise of the eating disorder brain, part 7,294.
The longer you’ve had your eating disorder, the harder it is to change the way you think. This is not to say you can’t recover. It just means the hard business of changing what you do is only the beginning. Fixing broken thinking patterns is where the real work lies. If you can’t do that, you’ll fall back into old behaviours. It’s inevitable. You don’t … Continue reading The rise of the eating disorder brain, part 7,294.
We trudge along.
(Side note: “trudge” is a good word. It doesn’t get nearly enough play.) I hate being uninspired and I’ve been uninspired a lot of late. Knowing the cause – depression – isn’t really all that helpful; everything still feels like hard work and much of the work is getting left by the wayside. Knowing the cause mitigates the situation not at all. I don’t like … Continue reading We trudge along.
It’s hard to be yourself; it’s hard to not care.
“Be yourself. People don’t have to like you and you don’t have to care.” – A random and anonymous quote I stumbled across recently on social media. This is great advice. There are two problems with it. We don’t always know who we are, and we absolutely care what other people think a great deal of the time. I don’t want to care. It’s simply … Continue reading It’s hard to be yourself; it’s hard to not care.
It’s like being dragged.
I write about my neuroses for several reasons. The first is, write what you know. I’ve spent a lot of time with myself. We’re intimately acquainted. I also write to understand. The more you think about something, the more you come to know it. The more you know, the better you are equipped to fight. This is important when you start falling. Or not falling. … Continue reading It’s like being dragged.
From Famine to Feast 