You sit in a coffee shop in the Central East End. It’s 4:30 and the doors open at 5 today. It’s still dark outside and the world is quiet, save for the occasional car curiously tracing the contour of the Earth. You take a sip of your soy vanilla latte. For years you have limited… Continue reading A Day In Remission from My Eating Disorder
Oh Em, I wish I could stop, embrace you, and make the pain go away. It’s okay to not be okay. It’s NOT okay to not eat. You are feeling hurt and it is evident to everyone around you, yes even your parents who constantly shove your accomplishments down your throat when you whisper to them “help”.… Continue reading Oh Em…
I cannot believe I made it 19 years before I got my hands on one of Brene Brown’s books. I also cannot believe that I was admitted back into an eating disorder day program today, when a week ago I honestly had no thoughts of needing additional support of any kind. I spent process group… Continue reading My Name is Emily & I Am Hungry
Recently, I have been in a very reflective mood. I think it is a combination of a consistent journalling practice and having more free time due to the semester being over. One thing that has come to my attention recently is the fact that yes, I am talking the talk. Now I need to start walking the… Continue reading I NEDA Walk.
I am ready to get back on track. I do not need to, but I want to. Simply eating to maintain “enough” weight is not the same as being in recovery. I am ready to be an active participant and advocate for my own recovery. I have done it before and I am ready to… Continue reading Recovery Roadmap
Do you remember me? It’s okay, I’m not sure if I remember myself either. I can hardly think clearly right now, and I feel like I am drunk even though I have not had alcohol in (almost) a week. My memory is crap. My reaction time is slower than molasses and if I don’t change something… Continue reading Thawing
I have probably just experienced the weirdest 3 weeks of my life. I moved into college mid-August, and still feel unsettled. I am not homesick, per say. Life does not feel like reality. Not in a “too good to be true” kind of fashion, but not in the opposite way either. I had treatment appointments set up before I… Continue reading Doing the Right Thing : College Transition