This post can be extremely triggering to anyone going through a period of recovery from either suicidal thoughts or depression. If any thoughts or feelings arise while reading this post, please refer to http://prevent-suicide.org.uk/ , download the Stay Alive app, or for immediate help, call the Hotline Numbers: 116 123 (Samaritan) or 0800 068 41 41… Continue reading Suicide = Selfish?
When in the throes of my eating disorder, I could never have imagined the aftermath; the effects of recovery. As I always say, recovery is hard, but I didn't think that Bulimia or Anorexia was something that I would have to recover from. I now realise that my naivety has caused me more trouble than… Continue reading The Unexpected Pain of Anxiety, Anorexia and Bulimia
SINCE I was a child, I worried that I would never find myself. I've always felt a little lost, like I was simply imitating friends, family, celebrities; but I was failing. I could never looked like they did. Even when I tried so hard that I wound up in hospital, I could never measure up.… Continue reading Lost girl, Found.
Today was not different to any other. I logged into my Instagram account and started to flick through the drunken pictures, photos of food and celebrity ads. I won't lie - I am a sucker for those things. The gummies that make your hair stronger? Fantastic! New clothes line? Get twenty percent off! I love… Continue reading #BeatTheBloat
Some say that to see is to believe. If you can see that someone is skinny, she obviously doesn't eat. If someone is seemingly bubbly and happy, then they have no issues at all. This was me. Because I put on a mask, one that stretched my mouth into a smile and concealed my deteriorating… Continue reading Seeing is Believing
A lot of people tend to think that you can 'get over' an eating disorder. It's like breaking your leg, right? Simply wait for it to heal, and it will go away! These expectations are, however, unobtainable. Mental health is not bound by time or place; it takes over the human mind like an organ… Continue reading This Girl Can… can’t she?
I looked down at the outfit that I had tried on. I was standing in the New Look changing rooms, too scared to leave my cubicle for fear of catching a glimpse of my body in the daunting full-length mirror. I was wearing jeans and a crop top, an ensemble that had been picked out… Continue reading 200 + 5 = Anorexia + Bulimia