Measuring and comparing time always feels strange. It feels like I’ve been home for a long time, but I’ve only been home for about three weeks, about a quarter of the time I spent in residential treatment. I appreciate the
I’m tired. I’m tired of hearing the eating disorder voice berate me: “you can’t, you can’t, you must, you shouldn’t, you did, now you will” rattle in my brain on repeat. I’m tired of hearing it say, “You take up
I don’t really know much about art or art history, other than the messing around with materials that I do at home. But as part of my new “find-joy-and-be-less-of-a-hermit” recovery goal, I went to a lecture on “Gender and Its
In treatment topic groups often focus on specific emotions that people with eating disorders tend to have more difficulty feeling and expressing, or sometimes there is a discussion on how diet culture impacts body image. Don’t get me wrong, these
The meaning of the word “bargain” is not typically known for having an emotional charge, except for perhaps the subtle (or not always so subtle) glee after finding that awesome $3.00 sweater at the bottom of a bin at Goodwill.