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@trytokeeptrying
This is my page for my personal journey through recovery. I started two years ago and I need to let it out somewhere so here we are.
That being said, I’m not fully recovered. I’m doing my best. That’s all we can do, right?
If you are fatphobic or anti-recovery, leave me the fuck alone, thanks!
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im so fucking determined to get better i swear to god lets do this bitch lets go
non-body recovery things that have changed since I went back to treatment in March:
I'm more present
my hands stopped shaking
I can sleep through the night
no more constant sense of impending doom!
I can follow a conversation again
I'm doing deeper work in therapy
my therapist says I'm back to being insightful in sessions
I'm back to reading!
my blood doesn't feel like it's made of sludge
my creativity is back
significantly less rumination and circular thoughts
my general food variety has increased, and I'm more open to trying new things
I've been more able to advocate for myself at work
I've set and held boundaries with my parents
there are days where I have glimmers of joy -- like, over the weekend my partner and I played a board game with friends and I was just so giggly and content
turning my head no longer makes the world spin
my meds work so much better !!!!
Maple tofu, broccoli, garlic, and rice tonight <3 eating really good
being six months out from my dad dying is so odd because I am both making incredible jokes about it and living my life and then suddenly out of nowhere I start crying and I can see him dying over and over again.
then I get back up and see my friends and I’m like “yeah anyways I think it’s fucked up you didn’t get me a pastry this morning. after my dad died???”
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Losing hope in recovery? It may feel that way right now. You have to hold on. It`s okay. It will be okay. You will be okay. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but one day.
It’s summer now so i want to remind everyone that there is no need to “lock in” or lose weight
can someone please remind me eating a big lunch is okay and i can still eat dinner and that's what i'm supposed to be doing as a human being
Seeing people who recovered from their eating disorder is always so inspiring!!
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A lot of us have trouble caring about the long-term health effects of an eating disorder because we struggle to envision ourselves living that long, and particularly finding peace in a future where we live in a body we can’t tolerate.
I hope you can try to practice envisioning it, whatever that looks like for you. A future where you feel at peace with the body you live in. A future where you can enjoy inhabiting the space you’re in. A future where you can hang in through the crashouts because you know from experience that better times will return. A future that is not free of turmoil, but contains enough hope and joy that you are motivated to survive it.
unfortunately i’m cursed with being right
it's so wild when your parent changes when you become an adult. my dad is very cordial and non confrontational - he regularly helps me with adult stuff like changing the oil or providing insurance tips. he's always smiling when i call him on video and providing jokes when i complain about college
when i was a kid, i would have to tiptoe around his anger issues often, sometimes running quietly past his work table until he got his own place completely separate from our family, locked away for days. every so often he would start screaming in the car and trying to hit me or my brother for talking too loud while my mom attempted to calm him down as he swerved on the road. and now he, smiling, helps me with car insurance.
like oh, this is just who you are when you have power over someone, and this is who you are when you dont have power over someone. no wonder you can have a normal life, friends, work while scaring the shit out of your kids and wife. i see it now. i see why no one would have believed me. that, i think, is one of the core fears of trauma - seeing the outside of it from the perspective of other adults that brushed you aside, and understanding. of course, that understanding gives the opposite of solace; it just gives you more grief with nowhere for it to go
we must hold the line against anorexia in these trying times…
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looking at my archived instagram posts and seeing how much thinner i used to be and longing for that kind of "discipline" again (and the praise i got) before looking into my eyes and seeing how dead they were. seeing pictures where i remember how hungry i felt in that moment. how dizzy i was with the illusion of euphoria. how all i wanted was to be loved and photographed by my friends so i could body check.
i need to remember that i take pictures now just to enjoy seeing my friends so beautiful and happy. that i eat when i am hungry. that i don't waste time with my loved ones concerned solely about the calories.
the worst part of summer is that people get sooo comfortable expressing their disgust at having to see other people’s bodies. they’re always complaining about wrinkly old men at the nude hot springs or fat women in bikinis at the beach. I hate that shit. if you’re not capable of being normal about bodies you personally don’t find attractive, just turn your head to look at something else! and if you’re not smart enough to do that, then at least do the rest of us the courtesy of suffering in silence, because we don’t wanna hear your weird comments. thanks.
