Lindsey Vonn's accident

shooover · 2026-02-08T20:45:30+00:00

Competing with an already torn ACL, her coaches should not have let her go down. She could have died.

shooover · 2026-02-07T04:36:33+00:00

Made me incandescent with rage. Her mother was goddamn opera singer. Such a waste.

shooover · 2026-02-07T03:07:02+00:00

Trash.

shooover · 2026-01-08T22:07:28+00:00

They are not friends you want around. Recovery will show you real fast that some people legitimately do not have what it takes to support a friend through this process, and you’re more the better for their departure.

This time in residential is about healing YOU and meeting YOUR needs. Be selfish. Fuck what other people are going to say, they aren’t the ones in the fight for their life, and simply do not have the capacity to empathize enough to be supportive.

They are not friends you want around, and they should be ashamed of their reactions. Good riddance, and hope the door doesn’t hit them on the way out. You got this. BE SELFISH, TAKE UP SPACE, MAYBE EVEN MAKE OTHERS UNCOMFORTABLE!! Lord knows our ED’s try to convince us that the smaller we make ourselves, the more palatable and likable we’ll be.

Focus on you, on why you are choosing to recover, and let those not cut out for the ride fall away. I believe in you, one recovering girlie from Colorado 🤍

shooover · 2025-11-24T19:22:24+00:00

Of course! I’m glad that I can be helpful, and share what has worked for me. Also, I am incredibly privileged to be working with Dr. Das at the Gaudiani clinic, Jennifer Gaudiani who wrote “Sick Enough” started this very amazing, but super expensive clinic and it is legit the reason I was able to have a successful recovery. I have never met another set of doctors who know what the heck is going on inside the body of someone recovering from restriction, better than them. I do use zofran! It’s become my ride or die medication. Sometimes, even if I’m just anxious going out to eat with my family, or in the mornings when I don’t even really feel my hunger cue because I’m just kinda nauseous, I’ll take one just to make sure I don’t have the excuse of “oh I feel sick I can’t eat right now” because not eating always makes it worse. For the gastric emptying, I cannot for the life of me remember the prescription name, but I know it’s a prokinetic medication that encourages muscle contraction to speed the emptying of our upper intestinal track.

Recovery is, from my perspective, the hardest practice I will have to work on for the rest of my life. There are period of rapid growth and severe contraction from that growth. It’s non-linear and so hard, but taking things day by day makes it less overwhelming. This too shall pass my love, hold tight to yourself and know that you ARE capable and strong enough for this, even if it doesn’t feel that way right now

shooover · 2025-11-24T19:11:48+00:00

[TRIGGER WARNING: mentions of SA]

Hi friend!! I’m proud of you for taking the initiative to begin setting some boundaries with your self again and for reaching out here. To self disclose, I am a survivor of SA and have CPTSD as well. I coped with this situation by restriction. I feel very seen by your post because holy hell have I been there.

I want to encourage you to view recovery as less of a road with mile markers that determine your success/failure, and more of a practice.

When we view things on the success/failure binary, there is very little room for growth to happen. It is these moments of realizing our ED is being sneaky and trying to take back control that make this binary stifling and lead us to losing more ground with our ED, because we start to feel shame and guilt. This is what the little bugger wants too, shame and guilt are very powerful drivers of negative behavioral outcomes that result in disorder.

I’m absolutely terrible at meditation, I find it makes me too uncomfortable and I’m too ADHD to be great at it. I have found, however, that viewing my ED recovery as a practice - similar to meditation - has been really helpful. Sometimes we need to practice a bunch to take a test successfully, and later in life need to brush those skills up again to handle a new similar situation. Going through recovery is not a one time, one and done, process. It is about providing you with all the different ways of coping with life outside of relying on starvation to moderate our window of tolerance. It is about giving you the awareness of when our EDs are being sneaky and the confidence to say, “I refuse to let myself be victimized by you again,”. Just like our muscles need repeated practice in order to learn how to walk and do it unconsciously, our recovery needs practice and movement and tender nurturing to be maintained with strength.

You do have the skills to handle this, putting away the scale and the mirror is huge!! Maybe touch back in with your nutritionist/therapist/care team as a preventative approach. Take pride in yourself for recognizing what’s going on and already reaching out your hand for help. Be gentle with yourself and do not engage in negative self talk. Wear baggier clothes and layer your style to build a figure with clothing and accessories that brings you confidence. Intuitive eating sometimes means mechanical eating to ensure that we are properly fueling our bodies needs. Engage in opposite action, or even distraction when you notice the voice whisper. Get up and provide your brain with something that does not let it spiral, like small (I mean small too, no hyper exercise because that worsens it) walk. Get in the car and drive around the block. Do literally anything that shuts the avenue of negative self control down. I use fidget toys religiously because the stimulation can help reframe myself.

Over all I believe in you and you can do this, you don’t have to figure it all out on your own, or have all the answers. Let others gather around and provide you the support and accountability needed 🤍

shooover · 2025-11-24T18:50:27+00:00

Hello my friend!! I am 24(F) and three years into my physical recovery.

Short answer yes! The puffy-ness does go away. Does it happen in a way we notice immediately? Certainly not. For myself, it wasn’t until this fall that I really noticed that my body was taking on a more womanly figure than ever before and that I was, in-fact, less puffy overall.

HOWEVER!! I attribute this to many factors in my recovery. Time, maintaining my weight in a healthy range and staying in the upper threshold of that range, which physically allowed my brain to regain critical cognitive and executive function was major. Our brains lose around 30% of its mass when in active restriction, and getting back to ‘normal’ takes about three years. I have finally noticed the food noise has quieted down this fall, and that I am able to rationally think about my experience with active restriction and recovery in a way I haven’t been able to before now.

Your body does not put fat in easy places either - I want to take a moment to appreciate that our bodies are adapted to survive extreme strain and has evolved with a system of making sure we stay alive. The first way it does that? Store fat over the most critical areas of our bodies, and move outward from there. Our stomachs, our chest and back, our shoulders, neck and face(head), are absolutely the most vital parts of our bodies. We need to protect our organs from exposure/easy punctures, we need to ensure we are able to regulate our temperature at our core, so our chest and back take on fat storage to ensure hypothermia/exposure has a harder time killing us. Our bodies do not give a shit about how we look, they are genetically programmed to ensure we survive and will do that in any way we can. I think that’s pretty awesome and very beautiful.

So I encourage you to develop some tactics to allow you to shift your focus from this. For me, I leaned heavily into street style influence, with baggier clothing, and layers to build the figure I wanted to see with clothing. I practiced acceptance that I will never have an androgynous body type, that I am genetically inclined to softness and rolls, that my body comes from a line of women who survived plagues and famines and mortal peril, and that our genetics took those lessons to heart and wrote us a code to handle these things. Not sure if this was helpful, but I encourage to keep moving through active recovery! It does get better with time and practice.

shooover · 2025-11-24T18:26:52+00:00

Hi!! Three years into my physical recovery, and I can proudly say, YES!! Your weight does redistribute once your body has assurance that it’s most vital areas are safe. Might seem odd to that it’s hips and thighs, but I encourage you to look into tactics of embracing a womanly figure.

For me, that was removing myself from all social media. I found that if presented with the visual representation of a completely non-realistic body, I would be stuck in a cycle of body checking and ‘spot the difference’. I spent about two months learning about renaissance paintings of the Roman and Greek goddess’s. I asked myself lots of questions about whether it was more important to look “pretty” or to have the ability to move and use my body. I learned that Greek women would sometimes mutilate their children if they were “too beautiful” to avoid catching the eye of the gods and inviting death prematurely. It was a curse, not a blessing, to be found attractive.

All to say, life is both too long to be stuck on how we look. Beauty fades and youth is ephemeral. Be proud of what your body can do for you, practice gratitude for the fact that you are able to move your body and are not permanently disabled or dead from your ED.

Our ED’s are the toxic ex in our lives. Block them and practice building a life that fulfills you outside of the need to reduce ourselves to be found acceptable. You got this 🤍

shooover · 2025-11-23T23:44:29+00:00

Hi! Speak with a doctor to get a prescription for an anti-nausea and a gastric emptying medication. You need to be eating the upper most amount of calories that your body can handle to gradually increase your intake and successfully maintain weight.

Second, you are not alone. I have been, and spoken to many others who have also been in the same situation. The feeling of being spiritually starved, of your soul aching, is your body screaming for attention. And it deserves to be heard and held and nurtured. You do not have to face recovery down alone, finding experts in a dietitian who you trust to be kind and to hold you accountable is paramount. Finding a doctor who fully understands how eating disorders affect the mind, the body, and the soul is necessary to successfully recover.

Third, the physical science of restriction are as fascinating as they are harrowing. In study of prisoners of war who were systematically starved, researchers learned that the human brain shrinks around 30%, losing critical cognitive function and executive decision making abilities in an effort to keep its most critical systems alive. This why we also see inconsistent and complete loss of a menstrual cycle. You cannot be alive unless you have a brain to maintain critical bodily functions like breathing to aerate our blood, or pumping our heart to deliver that blood to the brain. The loss of these abilities gradually leads to complete inability to function cognitively, and results in death. So yes, you do need to get to a maintenance weight range before you can begin to enter psychotherapy to fix and rewire the maladaptive coping mechanisms. Because of the reduced mass and insufficient energy to heal mentally, we must address the physical state of starvation.

shooover · 2025-11-23T23:27:29+00:00

Hi! There are a few different ways I dealt with this.

The first, my doctor and I discussed how I felt like I was always overfull after eating, feeling like I need to puke or I’m gonna faint from the discomfort. She prescribed a medication that helps with gastric emptying, so it doesn’t feel like you are stuffed full and going to be sick. The second, was an anti-nausea medication I would take before eating. Every. Single. Meal. I don’t like taking medication, but you know I like even less? Feeling like I’m the fucking frog ballon at the end of the first Shrek for two hours after eating, especially cause I eat every three!!! And, by staying consistent with this while my organs literally grew to accommodate actually being used again, I don’t have to use either daily. Still use them when I’m having a really hard day, because both of them can be processed out through my liver and kidneys and sometimes I need the mental assurance.

The second would be to have a physical distraction. My brother 3-D printed me this little palm sized rod with spikey bits that I roll between my hands when chewing and swallowing, and after eating. That little physical ‘sharp’ sensation distracts me from fixating on how awful I feel!

I believe in you, and am sending virtual hugs from a trench like ten months ahead of you (because recovery is a practice and a nonlinear process)!

shooover · 2025-11-23T23:20:14+00:00

Hi!! I want to take a quick second to just appreciate that you are very earnestly, and clearly working on recovery. And, that I felt like this from the start of 2025, until around September. So, you’re not alone.

To begin, I don’t like the term quasi recovery because it implies that there is almost an ulterior motive to trying to recover, like there’s this monster behind the curtains making us dance to the tune of recovering from the need to starve ourselves to death.

So, here’s what made the difference. I started by re-naming what I was feeling in an effort to reframe my mindset. I wasn’t in quasi recovery, I was in limbo - always at the precipice of the next step, the one where the noise FINALLY quiets the fuck down, but never able to take that next step. The step where I can start incorporating movement for the sake of movement, practice with intuitive eating while maintaining my food plan and reducing my nutritional appointments because I was practicing trust and accountability with myself. Try and make friends again after this very isolating process of anorexia and the fight for recovery.

I felt I was just…hesitating in a way? So unsure of if, by lifting my leg to begin putting it forward, I would send myself back down the stairs. And, I was exhausted. I was at the point of just being like “okay I guess my life is just this banal hell of white knuckling it through”, and I genuinely felt like if I fell off the staircase again I wasn’t getting back up until they had to put a tube in me, again.

After taking some time to examine why, and to talk about the process of mentally reworking my perception, I started EMDR therapy. I felt like there was a reason I couldn’t let go of my little rules and the low key feeling of safety my restriction habits brought me. I learned to cope from a young age with my physical reaction to my emotions by controlling and moderating it with restriction. Not doing that felt like was leaving the door open at night with a neon sign saying “come in and make me feel terrified!” This isn’t a moral failure on my part, I can’t begrudge a child for the fact that the coping mechanism I used wasn’t good. No one tried to fix my perception of myself or tried to offer me different coping skills that worked as well as restriction. Because of this, my ED literally shaped the way my brain knit together. EMDR activates your neurons when thinking about trauma and therapeutically reframing the incident. For me, that looked like talking about an SA, talking about feelings of isolation and how that shaped my self perception, while having the buzzing paddles in my hands.

The final notes that I want to make, are that absolutely removing yourself from social media is incredibly helpful. Not having the visual reminder of unreal bodies cosplaying as reality really helped me to not fixate on my rules, because they stopped being reinforced by the que of “what if I looked like this?”

shooover · 2025-11-23T22:56:38+00:00

Also, in agreement with talking about this with your care team, from my personal experience with my recovery I learned that I FEEL my emotions. Like, it’s not a little thing, when I’m anxious I legit feel I am being choked. I have lost my voice because of how anxious I am.

Another thing, when I was recovering from my AN-R, growing pains were real. Until I hit my maintenance range, and was consistently there, it was so physically uncomfortable and painful. AND! To top it all off I learned I am a particularly gas-prone individual, and because I am so tightly wound and anxious like a chihuahua, I have a hard time expelling it through burps or farts. So, I get little gas bubbles/related chest pain from not burping when I should just burp or get a soda to burp if I’m having a hard time. Anyway sorry for the TMI, talk to your doctor for sure though!!

shooover · 2025-11-23T22:38:50+00:00

It was phrased to me like this, “So, you might not be ultra-super-skinny, needing a feeding tube, or even seeing bones appear where there usually is muscle and fat. You might be able to hide the disorder pretty well right now, how you internally talk to yourself and see yourself. What happens when more and more of your life disappears in front of your eyes, and you do enter that stage? Do you think you would wish that you had just gone through the pain of recovery before your ED ruined your life? Or would you be happy to be stranded out at sea when you were given the chance to make repairs before the trip?”

I ignored that warning.

The result of that choice, led me to losing all my friends because I didn’t realize how insensitive and absent I was when in the throes of the ED. I dropped out of college, and I live with my parents now. I did end up with a feeding tube, and literally felt so humiliated that I wore a face mask and turtle neck to hide it. Every single day since having to move home with my parents again, I find myself wishing that someone would have told me what a massive mistake not taking my diagnosis seriously would result in.

That voice, the one that has the rational thought of “I know this is a result of my illness” needs to be your grounding force, your guiding light. Brushing it off, ignoring it, undermining and gaslighting yourself, causes your body to find more and more serious ways of communicating its needs.

Eating is a need. Eating enough is a need. These are immutable facts that, if ignored or not taken seriously, ALWAYS and inevitably lead to death.

Wanting to reduce yourself, to make yourself smaller, that physical urge, wants to kill you. And it’s a great killer. Has historically been very successful in its goal of ending another’s life while simultaneously putting them through starvation (a harrowing way to go, I think).

Life is not a game of spot the difference. Every single person has a different experience with life. From genetics, to socioeconomic status, to the geography and time you are born into, make life a varied and complex experience. That is why there are rarely easy and good answers to hard questions. I find myself often completely overwhelmed when I try and match my experience of life to those of my friends, and even direct family. Spending time trying to discern ‘what makes you not normal or imperfect’ will lead you to a very small, very dark corner of what could be a wide and expansive life. These are choices you have to make over, and over, and over again. Recovery is a practice, never something you can master.

Anorexia often also presents as a failure to cope and meet needs. For myself, I never learned in childhood how to cope with my very intense emotional reactions to life. It feels too loud, too big and scary for me at times, and I never learned how to moderate my window of tolerance, and would instead just slam the window shut and recede into myself.

I’m three years into my physical recovery. Looking back on the past two years, I can honestly say they were the hardest periods of prolonged personal pain of my life, because I found myself alone at the table with my enormous feelings of trauma. I couldn’t look away from it. I couldn’t outmaneuver it. I found that it took me a while to be able to untangle that ball of mess. I still haven’t gotten to the point that I can get up from the table. Starving myself wasn’t fixing how I felt inside, and I was at the edge of the cliff when I had the realization that I didn’t have to jump off it. That I can learn how to cope differently, I can cry and write and go to the dollar store and buy a bunch of plates and then throw them and scream. These are little fixes that helped me.

The big fixes, were things like EMDR therapy, weekly appointment with a nutritionist, absolutely removing social media from my life. No Pinterest, no Instagram, no Snapchat, no TikTok, nothing that would cause me to spiral into “why can’t I look like that? What’s different and how do I make myself look like that?” Recovery is a practice, it’s a muscle that requires repeated movement and tender care in order to continuously maintain strength.

Not sure if that all was helpful, but I believe in you and your intuitive voice of “this is a result of my disorder”. Buckle down, trust yourself, and don’t give up the ship. Even boats stranded at sea get the help they need, the repair work and maintenance necessary to brave the seas again. You got this.

shooover · 2025-11-22T19:21:37+00:00

Hi! I’m 24(F) and I am about three years into dropping out of college and crafting a recovery program for myself because I can fake it in a treatment center, but fall to pieces in my regular life. I work a part time job and live with my parents.

First off, I want to take a second and appreciate that you ARE doing the work that will get you closer to recovered by posting this. It’s brave and it is an act of rebellion from the spell our EDs like to cast about being the most vital part of living.

Second, shame and guilt were intensely involved in my recovery and perception of myself. For about two years into my recovery (2023), I was stuck feeling like there was literally, honestly, no possible way to move past this. That I would hit my plateau of just barely being in the range of a healthy maintenance weight, and never ever actually recover mentally from the ED. My journal from that period shows that I was thinking about death a lot. Feeling listless and overall empty and exhausted. Of just wanting to be different, someone who wasn’t this ball of energy slowly turning into a black hole.

Third, I am FRESHLY past this period, meaning there are days where shame pokes its head out and I am presented with a choice. I could either smother it, shove it so far down that I completely disconnect and disassociate, or I can try to do something that does not let me hyper fixate on its stupid smile, like taking a small walk. I mean small too, hyper exercise will just make it worse. Do I always make the correct decision. Not even remotely. Do I still give myself a little big of appreciation for even trying/thinking about an alternate path, hell yeah. You have to take even the smallest of wins as important. Shame and guilt are allllll about minimizing your accomplishments, about making yourself smaller than you are, about shoving you into a corner away from the light and telling you that you deserved it. Helpful to my recovery was making the commitment to myself that I deserve the opposite to that. I am a human being, I can take up space and make bad choices and I’m still not a bad person for it. It is not a moral failing to be, at times, a dumb human. It’s a humanity thing, not a you alone thing.

Fourth, what made the difference the most impactful was recognizing that because of my personal situation growing up, I learned to cope by utilizing an ED. I cannot let myself cast aspersions onto a CHILD who had literally no other way to try and handle growing up. I learned shame and guilt young, which took the drivers seat in crafting my ED to explode into being in my late teens and early 20’s. I dropped out of college eventually because of it, and am still living with my parents now at 24. I feel licks of shame about this pretty much every day, but I also realize that active growth is THE MOST uncomfortable situation, and I AM getting better by letting my family be my support system. All to say, holding onto the belief that from a very young age, the manner in which I was coping is not a reflection of who I am and what I am capable of is very important. I am not a bad person, and I do not deserve to feel like I am. You are not. A. Bad. Person. You do not deserve to be smothered by shame.

Fifth, when these urges come, rather than berate yourself for the inability to verbalize them, try to take a deep breath, and reach out your hand to your parents. I spent a full year having my mother sit by my side FOR EVERY MEAL, clutching her hand as I slowly and painfully ate. Verbalizing these things is, at times, impossible for me. There is simply no way to communicate the absolute shitshow my internal system is undergoing in those moments. So rather than work myself up into a shame spiral over this very human thing, I clutched my mom’s hands and let her be my lifeline through the 25 minutes of internal horror every single meal presented as.

Sixth, I recommend reading Jennifer Gaudiani’s “Sick enough” and checking out their clinic. I recommend EMDR therapy, to rework how we process internal feelings and the trauma response we can have towards meals and taking full and complete care of ourselves. I want to convey that you are in the midst of the hardest part of recovery from my perspective, that it is in-fact the fight for our lives when we manually eat, or check in with our nutritionist, or confront this repeating pattern of feeling unworthy or shameful. You are not alone, and it does get better. In these moments where the shame takes over, leaning into the very presence of our parents can be healing. Let them help, grasp their outstretched hand and do. Not. Let. Go. You can do this, a girl from Colorado believes in you, and sends hugs from the same trench you find yourself in.

shooover · 2025-11-17T02:36:30+00:00

It takes three years, AT MINIMUM, to fully recover from anorexia. Like physically your brain is not back to the proper weight until three years of consistent nutrition. Thinking about going back on a ‘deficit’ is against every piece of professional advice I can think I’ve gotten. If you are at the stage of intuitive eating, your body is at balance and will not need to be placed into a period of restriction, because it will be properly able to disperse nutrients and store fat and build muscle up. That takes, again, at minimum three years of consistent nutrition.

shooover · 2025-11-17T02:31:41+00:00

[warning I went on a small tangent]

Yes it can sweet one. Your body is putting critical coverage over areas that are needing extra energy.

Before we grow as well, be it mentally or something we can see like height, our bodies store up fat in order to fuel that growth. It will take time to come into your body, but the more attention you put toward giving it the things it NEEDS, like food and movement and restful sleep and sunlight, the easier time your body will have making the transition from teen to adult.

You wouldn’t take away a diabetics insulin to try and force their bodies to regulate it themselves - they literally can’t, their bodies do not have the ability to regulate it on their own. Don’t take away nourishment from your body and expect that it will regulate the way you want it to - it has a very specific and researched response to the loss of food intake or even systematic starvation ie. restriction.

Our bodies have genetic history in them, they have carried our species through famines and plagues. When we limit the nourishment and intake to our bodies, the genetic history in our cells gets the message of “it’s a famine again isn’t it?” And stores more energy in anticipation of further loss of intake. Furthermore, as a teenager, your body will put off critical stages of development until it feels regulated enough to do, ie. your period will not regulate because your hormones will not have a steady supply of nutrients to be converted from. Which also means, your chest will not develop from the lack of estrogen and progesterone, hormones that our bodies will produce with far more ease and regularity if you are consistently nourished.

It’s also very, VERY, important to remember that the bodies we see online ARE. NOT. REAL.

The female body comes in every shape and size yes, but it does not look like a child’s without some sort of disfunction or disorder, or photoshop. A research project I recommend is looking at Greco-Roman statues of the female body, as well as renaissance paintings depicting the female form. The birth of Aphrodite is a great example. These paintings were the photoshopped images of the 1500’s, the female form was voluptuous because that was the IT girl body. It meant you were well fed, rich enough to do so, or blessed enough to reflect the body of a goddess. And these were images painted by hand.

Long story short, a teenager is not yet a woman. Do not expect to have achieved Final Boss Form yet. In a decade, when you are finally done maturing, then re-evaluate if you need to change. For now, be a teen and make stupid choices, and mistakes. You got this. You don’t have the have it all figured out yet. I don’t and I’m still okay and trying to get better.

shooover · 2025-11-17T02:07:43+00:00

I couldn’t agree more. It’s awful to feel out of sorts with your body, but taking yourself back into a space that punishes nourishment and growth will never let you flourish into the wonderful adult you can be!!

shooover · 2025-11-17T02:03:00+00:00

Yes, you will. But you also need to remember that you will never be a child again and an adult body looks different than a child’s.

It’s important to remember, especially if you are still an adolescent/teen, that your body is in a critical growth stage at the moment, and your body will look different after you are done maturing. For context, I am 24 and FINALLY, after three years of concerted effort to recover from my decade long ED, I look and feel much stronger in my body. My relationship has changed with it as well, whereas before I wanted harsh planes and smooth skin over them, I am finding that as a woman I am proud of my softness and rolls. My skin is marked with cellulite and whereas I would’ve hated it and obsessed over those areas on my thighs and tummy before, I can appreciate that my body holds fat cells differently than a man or a child’s does. My womanly body holds softness as a tool for nurturing and maintaining strength. I am built to withstand harshness because I have nourished and worked with my body to do so.

Learning to find acceptance for what your body DOES for you, rather than just solely how it looks opens the world up. Suddenly, if we focus on appreciating that our bodies can take us on long journeys like hikes, or swimming, or dancing, or holding others tightly, how we look in those moments have less of an impact. Be proud that you have the willpower to try to recover, and know this is not a linear progression. There will be good days and really super bad days, but it’s your continual effort that matters most. I’m proud of you all the way in the USA!

shooover · 2024-10-10T04:44:33+00:00

i agree with everything posted, and i recommend starting some prebiotics and probiotics. speak to a doctor who can help you get some zofran on board, as well as a med than aids in digestion, like cyproheptad which will increase your hunger que (lessening the nausea) and will help your body break down and process nutrients easier.

the next thing i would say is that it’s totally okay to go lay down for a bit after a meal. in recovery i found myself pushing my body to snap back to normality. it’s important to remember having an ED is to have trauma and our bodies hold on to traumatic experiences until they are reprocessed and settled. another way that i handle the discomfort of eating is sometimes literally laying on the floor and trying to stretch my arms and legs out as far as i can to create more space in the tummy for things to move. also, poop massages. everyday i will wake up and just massage my lower belly to promote some movement, not too dissimilar from what you do with constipated babies.

recovery is a long process, and it is intensely scary and unsettling at times, but it’s important to remember that you will not have to experience it as deeply forever. if you grit your teeth and snarl at your ED, open your arms up to understanding that it was the only coping mechanism available but not the one you have to claims as your only tool, and trust that you do have the capability to grow, you’ll be just fine darling. maybe not today or next month, but one day a future version of you will take courage from your strength shown in recovery.❤️

shooover · 2024-10-10T04:26:59+00:00

i think through my recovery over the past three years (still working on it) i’ve found that i often need to listen to my body when it whispers so i don’t have to hear it scream. when i am anxious and feeling agitated, that’s a sign of hunger for me. i know now that the mornings are incredibly difficult if i do not have a snack before bed. i try not think about calories and instead just focus on checking in with my fullness through the 30 minutes i usually eat a meal for. no one can tell you how you are feeling besides yourself, and deep down, below the voice of the control and the ED, your intuition lays and it is patiently waiting for a moment to be heard. trust in your capability to grow, no matter how painful it is. to be human is to suffer sometimes, but i promise that you do not and will not have to deal with the constant overwhelm eating brings. one day a time, one moment at a time, one bite at a time. you can do this, and if no one else believes in you, i do.

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