You CAN recover

Many people with eating disorders, die from it. Others never recover. I used to think that I would never recover. I used to think that I would never recover, and stuck eating 800 calories a day or less than that. Being cold alll the time and feeling trapped. Never going out to eat. Isolating myself.

Now I realize that I really can recover. And so can you. I know sometimes it feels so hard to even try to eat. We make up excuses like "I have no appetite" "I don't feel like trying to eat more today" "I just wanted to listen to Ed today, he was too strong."

But you know what will happen if you keep giving in to those excuses?



Isabelle Caro died from eating disorder complications. She was so strong, but she let the disease get the best of her. She's such an inspiration to me, and I'm going to keep fighting and keep eating so I can inspire other people just like she did. I hope one day I can be completely recover and help other people get recovered too. You don't have to live with an eating disorder forever. There is hope.

I will never be as bad as I used to be

I've had so many thoughts about my past lately. Maybe because I'm really depressed all the time, but I just keep remembering them.

I used to always think about my old friends, but now that I talked to them again and know that it may not work out between them, I don't think about that at all anymore because I no longer miss them.

I've really been thinking about one time in particular.

I was at my cabin, it was July. It was deep in my eating disorder. I was only eating less than 500 calories a day. My body looked like a 10 year olds. But, I remember that I wanted to recover, but something was pulling me back. I now know that was my eating disorder, but I was so torn and lost at the moment, I had no idea.

I decided to bake at the cabin, and when I always bake, I eat. I baked sugar cookie bars and these s'mores bars. I decided to only eat one of each, but that didn't happen.

What happened was, I baked the sugar cookie bars, and ate a ton of mini chocolate cookies along the way, along with some frosting, and 1 sugar cookie bar when they were done. To a normal person, they probably wouldn't feel that full, but to me I felt awful. So I did what I always do when I feel bad about what I ate, I drank tons of water. I was even more full after that, and I still felt awful so I took a nap.

The rest of the day, only kept getting worse. I kept eating more and more and cooking, and I felt so bad about it. I vowed not the eat the next day.

After dinner that day, I was still extremely guilty, so I jumped in the lake by our cabin and started swimming, to burn calories. I was still really full too, so I didn't swim much. But it felt good to exercise, I almost got a high from it in a way.

The next day came around, and all the food was still there. I was so tempted by it. So I drank water and skipped breakfast. But I started getting hungry, so I started eating. I couldn't stop, so I came up with a "plan".

I took a lot of sweets downstairs into the bathroom, and started chewing and spitting. I was eating some too, which I felt bad about so I tried to throw up. It didn't work. So I begged my mom to go swimming, and I started swimming again, even more than before. That was probably the worst weekend of my life.

I'm not sure why I keep remembering that. I always think about it almost every day. Maybe I was close to happy then, but I don't think so. I just remember that being one of the worst times of my eating disorder. I remember another really bad time, but I'll write about that later.

I have been trying to find ways to make me happy, but I'll write about that later too. This post was mainly to vent. Maybe I'll finally start to forget that bad weekend now.

But we always have to remember, we can't be jealous of those thinner than us. Because in reality, we're jealous of their illness, not of them.

Video: What Real Beauty is

I thought this was the cutest video ever. I almost started crying when I was watching it. I love the message. Because Beauty is not how skinny you can be. Real Beauty, comes from the inside.





"The Lord does not look at the things man looks at. Man looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord Looks at the heart."
Samuel 16:7