Even though I have been diagnosed with anxiety, anorexia and depression for over two years, I have only recently fully started admitting it to myself. 310 more words
As is often the case I am late to the party on this one. Partly because I wanted to let the hysteria settle down, and partly because it’s given me some time to string my thoughts together and consider all sides of the debate. 2,103 more words
When your Anorexia is screaming at you to lose weight again (or something equally unhelpful you've worked so hard to stop) remember this....
Would you talk to someone the way you talk to yourself?
Didn’t think so.
But you don’t understand. I’m different. I deserve this.
Maybe you don’t see it right now but those thoughts are the illness. 221 more words
A word, a line, a few sentences, a thought that gave me pause… here are pieces of letters I wrote (and other bits and bobs scribbled on loose leaf paper, mostly at 3 a.m) that for one reason or another fell on the cutting room floor. 774 more words