(November 15, 2017) Recovering from an eating disorder is hard work. Recovery is a daily slog, tiring as hell, and the desire to quit the second you start is ever-present. Complaining reminds me that I’m blessed: I’m still here. Too many others I’ve known and cared for haven’t been as lucky. Unfortunately, it also sets off repeating rounds of self-criticism. According to my eating disorder, … Continue reading Letting the eating disorder go.
(November 12, 2017) Trigger warning: blunt discussion of eating disorder behaviors. My history with hotel rooms is complicated. They’re great when I’m on vacation with others. I have other hotel stories in my past, however. I don’t like revisiting my past, but I’m learning that if I don’t own it, forgive myself for it, and let it go, I’ll get pulled back into the pit. … Continue reading Hotel rooms are dangerous places.
(November 5, 2017) Trigger warning: moderately graphic eating disorder references. In the storage banks of my mind, where the memories of a thousand episodes of bingeing and purging live, one in particular jumps to the front of the flashback queue. There are other episodes, worse and more deadly, but it’s this one from my second year at university that pops up with the greatest frequency. … Continue reading A bad day with bulimia.
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From Famine to Feast 