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I can barely speak the disgust in which I feel towards myself. It does no good to berate myself over my eating. I’ve been restricting lately, but that is not the reason I’m upset. My husband, D., has been getting suspicous since coming home from treatment and so I hate some cookies today that I […]
Read MoreHours, 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 […]
Read MoreSo here we are in long-term residential treatment and it sucks. Today is not a good day. I just want to pull the hair out. How am I supposed to get any peace when they keep shovihg food at me? Why did I even bother to come here? I knew from the get go that […]
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