Tag Archives: eating disorder

Breathe me back to life.

Pain triggers me to want to eat. It’s so innate and so primal, that I didn’t even want to come here to write about it because the thought of not getting to eat while I’m in this much pain is … Continue reading

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Hey little girl.

It’s on my mind today to eat. At breakfast I ate some on my regular food, but not all. Then I mindlessly ate some corn chips with the middlest while watching Arrested Development. I wasn’t full at the time, but … Continue reading

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One more minute.

Today I felt the weight of my eating disorder. Terrible pun not intended. It just felt so present today. And I felt so…absent. Looking back on the day–the last few days–I’m suddenly very aware that my period is due and … Continue reading

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From up above and down below.

As the weekend comes to a close, and I suddenly have two healthy eating days behind me, I can’t help but just fucking bask in the gratitude. I don’t have to worry about this week or even tomorrow. I have … Continue reading

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Take these broken wings and learn to fly.

Good morning eating disorder. You can come along with me today. But you cannot drive. You cannot dj the radio. You cannot give directions. Stay with me. Be with me. You are not alone. Make no mistake about it tho, … Continue reading

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Step down from this.

I’m stomping. Oh my lord, I’m stomping. But I’m doing the damn thing too. Damnit. I’ve teetered all week on what I want my last 30 day food exemption to be for the next 90 challenge.  Last month I teetered … Continue reading

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It took some time to survive you.

I’ve been disconnecting my why and my who from my present the past few days. I’m sure there’s a reason. I’m sure that reason is important. But I haven’t tread there yet. I haven’t come here to pick it apart. … Continue reading

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Faster than my words.

I want to eat. I’m not going to. But I want to.

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Sentiments, like shadows, grow.

I have a compulsion this morning to weigh myself. I know it’s just that–a compulsion. I know the rational. It doesn’t negate the irrational. Logically I know that, whatever the number on the scale, it isn’t indicative of my health … Continue reading

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Thinking of ways to get back home.

Fuck. My eating disorder is fucking loud today. I had started my day excited that it felt like a new start of healthiness and healing. I made Brussels sprouts even! Oh, but did my body (mind?) have other plans! This … Continue reading

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