Before and After

We’re home. Home. That has no meaning anymore. Being gone for nine months in treatment, it is understandable that this does not feel like home. Being home for fourteen hours, this feels really dangerous. Though it doesn’t feel like home, it is familiar, and that is spot on dangerous. I keep telling myslef and reviewing […]

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Complete, hungry, aching desire

Hours, minutes, seconds like this I just want to disappear. Is that suicidal ideation? So what if it is. I think it is more like resignation, a sigh that the eating disorder is my definition, my salvation, my comfort, my punishment, my everything. And I want to go home, but how many times have we […]

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A big random mess

What a week! And it’s only Thursday! We are so looking forward to Friday and the weekend! It’s been a difficult week so far, which is why we’ve been offline. We’ve moved officially into the Stepdown house and the transition is a hard one. Although we know all the ladies in Stepdown, we are still […]

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Another day, another death

I feel a crippling sadness seizing me tonight. I’m moving to a lower level of care. It is still part of the residential treatment facility I’m in, but it will not be as intensive and we will have more autonomy, which I know we are not ready for. I’m sad because there were only two […]

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Dysfunctional family weekend

I can’t believe how long it’s been since we’ve written. There isn’t much time to update everyone on what has been going on. We miss our home in Georgia very much. We just had “family weekend” at the residential facility I’m in and it was such a joke, at least where my “family” is concerned. […]

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