Here's another poem I wrote along the lines of the one I wrote yesterday. It's a little depressing, but then, eating disorders are depressing. No point in glossing over that or pretending my past didn't happen. As depressing as parts of it have been, it's also made me who I am, and for that I'm grateful.
I'm taking a poetry class right now, and I'm finding I don't have many powerful events from my life to write about. Sadly, much of my life has been consumed by an eating disorder, which I guess is a powerful event all its own. Understandably, much of my poetry focuses on it, the feelings its... Continue Reading →
It's that time of year again -- Eating Disorder Awareness Week begins today and runs through this coming Saturday. The theme this year is again "I had no idea," alluding to the fact that so many people know so little about eating disorders and the truth behind them. While this is true, and I would... Continue Reading →
Part of the reason I started this blog was to help people understand what it's like to live with something like an eating disorder. (Or anxiety, or depression, or any other type of mental illness.) There is so much misunderstanding out there about mental illness that I hoped to serve as a beacon of light... Continue Reading →
I feel much better today, yet the only thing different is that I DECIDED to feel different. I had been sitting around waiting for things to just magically get better on their own, when the power to change things lay within me all along.
Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm. I’ve heard it in the chillest land, And... Continue Reading →
I've been feeling rather aimless lately. Largely because my apartment lease ran out at the end of June and I still haven't found a new place to live. I suppose I should be grateful that I have family that doesn't mind me staying with them until I find something, but because my family lives in... Continue Reading →
We all get anxious, unsettled and uncomfortable. And we've developed a range of coping mechanisms to deal with it. If you're sitting here wondering what I'm talking about, then your coping mechanism is probably denial.
This is probably going to sound like a rehash of a previous post, but if you're anything like me, sometimes you need to hear things a few times before they really sink in. Or in my case, MANY times. I'm actually a pretty quick study most of the time, but with the case of anxiety,... Continue Reading →