Embracing eating disorder recovery.
I was eleven when the eating disorder that had been stalking me succeeded in capture. Eleven years old and convinced that all the wrong feelings, fears, and insecurities would vanish if I could just get thin enough for perfection and protection. I knew I would be proud of myself when that day came, and why not? Who wouldn’t love perfection? I was promised a multimodal … Continue reading Embracing eating disorder recovery.
