Posted in September 2012

My 5 Rules of Eating Disorder Recovery

1) I will not rush recovery. I will give myself whatever time I need to heal properly and wholly. And I will not be angry with myself for how long it takes. 2) I will not expect healing to be a straight path. There are going to be bad days and setbacks and temptations to give up. But … Continue reading

Actually, It Did Affect Me

I had dinner with a friend last night and we talked about my re-emerging eating disorder issues. I told her how frustrated I am that this has all been surfacing again now—when I am in the best place I’ve been in a long time. Happier. Safer. Healthier…and then bam! My eating disorder creeps back in … Continue reading

I am a Survivor

Sometimes when I feel overwhelmed and I think I can’t handle whatever I’m facing, when I think that my eating disorder will get the best of me again, it helps to remember what I have already been through. Because honestly, being in an abusive marriage for 8 years was a nightmare I still struggle to … Continue reading

Mirror, Mirror…

I recently read an article about women who are trying a radical strategy for overcoming appearance and body obsession–a mirror fast. I was intrigued. Now, I’m not going to go cold-turkey because that’s just a little too extreme for me, but I did decide to get rid of my full-length mirror. Okay, I didn’t haul it to the garbage … Continue reading

I Can’t But I Am

Being in an abusive marriage was indescribably hard, and I said “I can’t do this” more times than I could count. Some days, the hopelessness was choking, like an unrelenting pair of hands around my throat. Sometimes I thought about hurting myself, but as a Christian, I just couldn’t do that. So the pain would reduce me to curling up … Continue reading

Who am I?

I sat down this morning to start this blog and thought I’d fill in the About Me page first. After all, that seems like the easiest place to start. Because I have a lot of questions in life, but out of all the many things I don’t know, I do know about me. Yet I sat there … Continue reading