The Weight of Recovery
It's been seven months since I started proper treatment for my eating disorder, following eight months on waiting lists and…
Holding It In, Letting It Out
Another few months have passed, and I still can’t bring myself to burden the people I love with the details…
Another Year in Survival Mode
The past year has continued to be difficult. My primary goal continues to be getting through each day without thinking…
Drowning in Appointments
Lately, my life has revolved around appointments. They’ve piled up so much that some weeks feel like I exist solely…
Eating My Feelings, Starving My Sanity
Food is essential. It’s something we need to survive, and something we get pleasure from—but when every bite has a…