Divorcing my Eating Disorder and Finding ME
Striving to encourage a welcoming, open relationship with food whilst tangling through the fluctuating emotions of life.
An ugly bird at that (we’re talking pigeon style – sorry any pigeon birds out there, as opposed to the dove or robin I’d like to be), but she’s free nonetheless. 😊 I never really appreciated how soft, but embracing my double duvet was until last night! My first night at home in 9 weeks … Continue reading She’s a Free Bird!
First thing’s first! Let’s just talk about the salad dressing that I can still taste in my mind… So out came this little plastic pot of sparkly, golden liquid which I assumed to be your average Jo of a vinaigrette, resting beside my salad like a good mate. Little did I know my taste-buds were … Continue reading Chees-us! We’re in Heaven (in Buzz Cafe)…
“What about freedom of speech?” That’s what a nursing assistant argued for me the other day, backing my corner. (thank you) So my last blog post, when I was venting my feelings and being as raw as a joint of beef - as usual, so I can help others have an insight into my mental … Continue reading Why I Deleted My Last Post (and shouldn’t have)…
So since last writing, there have been another couple of incidents due to feeling hopeless because of where my tortured mind has been with the Bulimia. There hasn't been a single day I haven't binged and purged since being on this ward almost 4 weeks ago now except from the very first day (even though … Continue reading ‘Sit With It’ – A Poem
Sometimes my brain works like a picture book. A picture book of metaphors. And one that popped up in my mind a few weeks ago, making another cheeky appearance a few days ago, was this one: In each of these buzz wire games, life and my mental health recovery still feels like a constant wiggly … Continue reading Life as a Board Game