Eating Disorders are deadly. Many with eating disorders such as anorexia, bulimia, binge eating disorder and other "EDs" land many in the hospital or in treatment and in very unfortunate circumstances, they die. These people need crucial help and deserve the chance at living a full life, ED-free.
Then there's the crowd that suffers silently, where physical symptoms or actions aren't apparent but still fully there. They have an eating disorder but the help never comes because they don't carry the look. They appear normal, weight wise, body shape wise and even act as though they are just normal, or just super healthy. Inside they are a mess from what an eating disorder can do to destroy the mind.
This is me. Never at a scary weight. Maybe I looked thin, overweight, wherever I was on my ED journey from being anorexic, to binger, to everything in between for the span of 15 years. Those 15 years were lived in turmoil but also free of help because no one knew I needed it, and I certainly didn't think I needed it (or wanted it) either. Somehow, something clicked to finally get help for my issues around food, exercise, being depressed, overly sensitive, anxious and all those things that EDs carry with them. Two years later, I can call myself "in recovery" and with a bit more hard work, maybe even in "remission". I can't imagine the freedom that comes from that!
This is me. EDNOS. That nice space between just being a health nut and trying to fit into societal norms and being so sick, you're sadly hooked up to tubes in this hospital just to be fed to be kept alive. Eating Disorder Not Otherwise Specified. I don't fit into a neat box, but neither do any of us with EDNOS, or full blown anorexia, bulimia, BED, etc.
This blog is a place to tell my story as I make my way through recovery. Why a blog? I need a place to formulate my thoughts as a former writer. I'd like to educate people without EDs what this is all about. I'd love to help others wherever they are with their relationship with food.
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