Chapter Twenty One

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   I am currently receiving treatment for my Anorexia in an Eating Disorder treatment center. I thought that living with Anorexia was one of the toughest battles of my life. Turns out, recovering is a much more difficult challenge. I know it's going to take time. I am going to have set backs. I will relapse once in a while. I will need my support team on a daily basis to stop me from acting on my impulses. I still get urges to turn back. Mostly because I don't know how to survive as a normal person anymore. It was easier letting my ED make all the decisions for me. Now I have to try to let go and leave my ED in the past. I'm still figuring that part out.

   Eating is still, and probably always will be a very tough battle. The toughest part about it is afterwards. Trying to block out the voice in my head that still needs Ana. I occupy myself immediately after eating anything. I paint, I write, I play with my kids. Anything to keep me away from a toilet and keep my mind away from veering off to that place of self hatred.
It's going to take time and a lot of hard work, but I'm finally starting to believe that one day, I will be able to love myself and I won't need to relapse again to feel whole. I will accept myself and learn to love everything about me that I was blinded from noticing before.

   I will recover because I am stronger than Anorexia. I want to live, not just survive.

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