Tag Archives: eating disorder recovery
Intuitive Eating : The Part That Everyone Fucks Up
Are you surviving or thriving?
There is a time for survival, when we acknowledge the pain and trauma of our lives and search for others in the same situation to give us comfort and support. But labelling ourselves as survivors is like picking at an open wound. We prod and pry inside for the reasons while reliving the details of our story over and over again. Focussing on the pain, wearing it as name tag keeps us in the same place.
Seeing myself in the pages of a book
The only diet you’ll ever need : the Metabolism Mutant Makeover
Why screwing is better than banging (remix)
All these years you’ve been trying and trying to lose weight with the only tool that you have — a hammer. You try hitting the screw with the head of the hammer and using the other end to prise the wood from the wall, but you have made little progress. You are tired, frustrated and on the verge of tears.
Self love — you’re doing it right
A strong and yet supple sense of who you are encourages self-reliance and autonomy. It means you are confident that the answers lie inside you instead of with someone else. It allows you to lay open your heart and fall into the heart of another without losing yourself. It lets you love your dark places without fear that they will drive people away.
What does an eating disorder look like?
I spent a long time pretending that I was perfectly OK. I was just one of those women who wanted to be lean, fit and healthy. Eating disorders — anorexia and bulimia especially — were things that happened to teenage girls with low self esteem. As a middle aged, educated, happily married, career woman, it was impossible for me to succumb to this disease.
There’s a fine line between pleasure and pain … go for the pleasure
My ability to recover relatively quickly from such a traumatic event in my life was because I followed my pleasure before I took care of the pain. I concentrated all my efforts on how wonderful it felt to be with someone I could love, and who loved me even at my worst. Of course the pain seeped in and sometimes obliterated all thoughts of pleasure, but it was (and is) the happiest time of my life.
10 stupid dieting and fitness catch phrases
I’m tired of the self-love hippy shit — give me something concrete
I read a lot about self-love and self acceptance. Sometimes I feel like I’m drowning in the same clichés. I’m guilty of talking about abstract hippy shit myself.
I’m one of the lucky ones who has done it. I have transformed from someone full of self-loathing to self-love without therapy and without medical intervention. So what did I do?