It had never occurred to me I would get better, there was just this black end in sight when I thought about the future. In some way in was a forceful sort of existence in the present moment as the future really didn’t even feature. I had been bulimic since the age of 14 and […]

By Sarah I had no peace, no joy I just obsessed about my weight. I was focused on dieting and restricting and binging. I was never in between to the degree that I would get really depressed if I ate more than I said I would in a day and I would be really happy […]

By B When the light comes in. It will come in, if u let it. My soul yearned for it but my head said no for quite sometime. Sent friends & family away, shivered with the cold, lay opened eyed every nite. With tears dripping down my face. My body achingly frail hiding from the […]

By Alf I don’t know how it started. I don’t know when it started. There was no event that I could point to that made me do it the first time. I don’t even remember the first time I did it. It was just a gradual realisation that I was doing it. And even then, […]

By Helen While our past struggles do not define us, the past shapes our present self and our struggles make us stronger. I believe it is important to first share my story in order for all of this to make sense. I also decided to write about this because while not everyone ends up spiraling […]

By Audrey Do you think it’s easy to carry this weight upon my head? Do you think it’s easy to see the things I have to see? How long do you think I can carry on being this way? Do you really think it’s easy to be me? When my weary body falls apart And […]

By Claire I suppose you could say that my eating disorder started at 14 but, as many people with disordered eating will tell you, the foundations were probably laid years before that. Like many families in these times weight and dieting were discussed frequently and terms such as weight, weighing scales, fat, slimming and dieting […]

By M.E. There have been many milestones in my life. A lot of them in my younger years marked the beginnings of traumatic and negative experiences. Thankfully, the last eleven years have heralded a new start and a new life. The early years were tainted by abuse and alcoholism in the family. A lonely child […]

By G.G. Where am I ? I peer in the glass that mirrors me But it’s not me I see I glare and stare hard into her eyes She glares back then sighs Where am I gone I yell? Where am I she doesn’t tell I place my hand over my face My movements she […]