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@slytherin4lyf
Accurate depiction of my dating life #foreveralone
Ok but like wtf Harry, most of us dream of being able to spend the whole day looking at cat photos you ungrateful wee shite
Where does the eating disorder end, and where does my personality begin? It’s a question so many of us in recovery struggle with.
I submitted a post to Recovery Warriors and they published it 🙊
More calories for my money with my boots meal deal I am bossing this week so far 😎
Next time someone asks how my love life is going I shall just relay this conversation to them: My dad: who are you blowing kisses to Me: no one I'm blowing cat hair off my phone
The Entire Plot of Disney-Pixar’s Ratatoulie
My friend and I decided this is how we will respond to anything we think we can't do
Anxiety: you can't leave the house today Me: FUK DA POLEEC
I've had a few bad days recently and because of this I've been having doubts about how strong I am. Do I keep falling down because I'm weak, or am I strong because I pick myself back up again every time? Today was tough and anxiety was through the roof - I haven't done any work, does that mean the day has been a failure? Or has it been a success because, despite the anxiety, I was able to go run errands and have eaten three proper meals? I'm frustrated with myself for not getting better quicker. In some ways I'm making loads of progress but in other ways I'm not. For example, at the moment I really do want to gain weight. I don't want to look sick. I don't want to be unhealthy. But I still find it so hard to eat. Should I be proud of myself for trying or ashamed of myself for struggling? And am I being too hard on myself? How much responsibility is mine, and how much do I let slide because I can't help being ill? I didn't choose to have this illness but there's an element of choice when it comes to recovery. How do I measure if I'm trying hard enough? How many bad days are too many? How much slack do I give myself for a bad day? Sometimes I feel so strong. I feel like the fact I am still here and still trying shows how strong I am. I'd be angry if anyone told me otherwise. Other times I feel like that may be delusional. Anyway that was a small essay, if anyone has any helpful thoughts or advice that would be very much appreciated also I was thinking of making a motivational "I can do this" playlist so if anyone has any song suggestions for that then that would be grand.
“You have an eating disorder? Wow, I would have never guessed!”
Trying to remain functional whilst relapsing
(vanilla-latte)
Me right now
Fucking stupid realisation of the day: maybe the reason I'm struggling so much dealing with anxiety and anger is that I no longer have ana to channel it into, and need to find ways to actually cope with it all instead of using ana to mask it.
Why has it taken me so long to realise this and wtf do I do with this small epiphany -_-
Life been kinda hectic recently. Couple of days missed food plan. Got lost in crazy anxiety thoughts tonight. Recovery is hard. Must keep going.
Trying to be optimistic when you get a new meal plan/have to increase
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Dis me right now
Struggling a bit at the moment. Yesterday was the first day I didn't stick to my meal plan. It wasn't really intentional, I was pretty hungover and fell asleep before I had my final meal of the day. Even though it wasn't intentional, I still feel like I've failed. I've also lost weight. I thought I'd been eating enough but after a quick estimation I've probably only been averaging about 1600 calories a day. I know this is way better than when ana is truly around, but it's not enough. I feel like I'm eating loads already, and needing to add more to that is stressful. I don't want to go back to calorie counting. Also pretty stressed at the moment with my work/uni sitch. Everything is pretty overwhelming, and I'm finding it so hard to have any motivation. I keep thinking about giving up recovery because all of it together is just so difficult. I want to be a warrior, but I don't feel like one at the moment.
“Your blood work is fine, and your BMI isn’t that low so I think it’s unlikely the Eating Disorder Unit will provide you with much help” I, along with over 725,000 other people in the UK, suffer fr…
Got mad at NHS yesterday so wrote this
Five weeks of 3 meals and 3 snacks a day completed. I possibly cheated a bit on Saturday by counting Haribo as a snack - I had planned not to count pure sugar stuff since I seem to be able to eat a lot of that and not gain weight. But I was hungover sooooo let’s assume it’s fine.
But. I have lost the weight I gained last week. It’s not much like, but I’m pretty frustrated by it. I feel like I’m eating enough. The only exercise I’m doing is yoga. I don’t know how to fix it without counting calories, which of course I really don’t want to have to do because this is likely to encourage ana thoughts.
I survived my meeting with my supervisor today - it actually wasn’t too bad, and I’m starting to get more motivation to work (after a panic I had about some of my simulations - turns out they were right all along and I was just being daft - life lesson don’t be embarrassed to ask for help).
Tomorrow morning I have my follow up appointment with my GP to get my blood test results. I’m kind of nervous, kind of excited to get the treatment ball rolling.
So overall, I’m doing ok. Obviously still having a lot of ana thoughts, but I’m identifying them and dealing with them. When I do have emotional meltdowns they’re not lasting as long as they usually would. Feeling slightly more in control of my life, and it’s nice to know that it’s actually my control and not ana’s.
me: i am totally rocking this whole coping thing, i don’t even feel like myself! Sometimes i don’t feel anything at all! Isn’t that great??
my therapist: …you’re dissociating….
me:
So many memes today too real. Realise I've not updated properly in a while, will do so soon.
One month down
Tomorrow will be one month since I started my 3(meals + snacks) meal plan. I’m both proud of myself and exhausted. I know this is only the beginning and I’ve still got a long way to go, and it’s terrifying to think too much about the future and what I still have to achieve.
I’m so grateful for all of my friends - without them all I never would have made it this far and I would struggle to continue. They’ve been so understanding and supportive and encouraging, and have listened to me when I’ve been struggling.
I’m exhausted, but I won’t give up.