Sometimes An Eating Disorder Is About Making FriendsThese illustrations are the second in the series. The first “The Bullies Get Into Your Head” can be found here.
It was my birthday…And I didn’t cry because I didn’t want toI have never liked birthdays. Well, not all birthdays. I have always loved celebrating others big days, and being a part of making them feel as special as possible. It’s my birthday that I have never…
The Worst Diet Ever Invented Is About To Get Its Ass KickedLast year, I was asked to share my story about battling bulimia for a TV show and I said, “Sure, but do I have to tell my story? How about I help you find other people’s stories.” That felt better. I didn’t want my story put up…
I stayed at work for as long as possible. Every day was becoming harder,I was running on empty. My body was tired. My mind felt broken.A couple of days before I left work,I went out for a drink with a colleague. I shouldn’t have gone, I was mentally exhausted. I drank too much. I wondered off on my own,out into the dark…
The Sweet Irony of Being Sick in Recovery LandThis week I got sick. My body hurt, I was lethargic, I couldn’t concentrate, and I felt that all too familiar tickling coming in the back of my throat. Along with these physical sensations (that’s totally a recovery phrase) it’s in these moments…
Boom! Goes the cannonTic…toc. The concept of time has always been fascinating. Man’s way of quantifying changes and experiences etc. Two weeks is the time we had to complete our bootcamp. With so much to learn in such a diversified setting I have to say the alloted time doesn’t suffice. It’s probably selfish…
I am a Black woman. And I have an eating disorder. Welcome!Let me just start off by saying how God works in mysterious ways. I was walking to work and reflecting on my life in Eugene and how much has changed since I arrived here in February. I’ve scrubbed floors at Walmart, served ice…
Chapter One.So, they say everything comes full circle eventually, but why confide in a cliché? Its moral seems straightforward, almost too simple to be true. If it is true, surely it isn’t something you need to experience yourself to fully understand it, right? You can learn from other people’s mistakes to fully comprehend…
You can’t tell. No one would understand. It is yours. Your friend. Your companion. If things go wrong, it is there protecting you fiercely. Nothing can touch you. You are safe as long as you listen to what it says. Bad day? It’s there. Good day? It is there. When things are going right, of course it’s there. You have to be quiet. Keep listening. Lean…