Showing posts with label recovery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label recovery. Show all posts

9.04.2008

Trying right now. It's a daily struggle. The gym helps for sure.

Anticipation, anticipation

Is making me late
Is keeping me waiting

And tomorrow we might not be together
I'm no prophet, I don't know natures way
So I'll try to see into your eyes right now
And stay right here, cause these are the good old days.

8.11.2008

productivity instead of the alternative

Things I can get accomplished when I choose not to spend two hours out of my day binging and purging:

  • unload and load the dishwasher
  • clean counter tops
  • paint my nails blue
  • go to the grocery store especially to buy Drake bananas because Oswald showed an episode about "great big banana day"
  • do laundry
  • sweep the laundry room and kitchen
  • scrub the toilet (oh the irony!)
  • take out trash

I'm glad that my childlike-behaviored eating disorder has so far gotten through a five hour stretch leaving me unscathed.

8.04.2008

first posts are always awkward

Here I am. Or.. here I go?

I'd like to first admit that I'm in the grips of disordered thinking, actively binging and purging, actively hating my body, talking negatively to myself, etc. I think the first step to changing any negative behavior is practicing over and over and over again to change your thought process. If there are reasons I should really go binge and purge, what the hell are they? Because really, I don't see that act getting me anywhere good. It's only leading to a sore throat, bulimic stupor (my newest term to describe the post-purge exhaustion), and crap potassium levels. What do I need all that for? .. Oh yeah, NOTHING.
I want out of this. For real, from the bottom of my heart, for myself and my life. For ME.
I want to know what it feels like to wake up and not dread what's going in my mouth for the next 24 hours, to look in a mirror without calling myself fat. I want out. I want free.

I have a feeling I'll be here a lot.