"Food pictured in dreams is extremely like food received in the waking state; yet sleepers receive no nourishment, they are simply sleeping." - Confessions Saint Augustine
I've been absent for a reason. I have nothing encouraging to say. I want to come here and tell the truth but I also want the truth to be something bright and pretty and it's not. I'm delusional to think that the truth is something more than stark and sometimes ugly and if it is the truth I can't control what it looks like.
So here's the truth. My eating disorder is still out of control. It seems like no matter what I do, no matter what I try, no matter what angle I take or what help I try to get it haunts me and plagues and it controls me. Sometimes it does have less control, but right now I have no life b/c it is my life. I think about food and exercise all day. I dream about it at night. I dream about being thin. I dream about eating real food. I dream about treatment. I dream about running.
I want to recover. I really do. I want to eat a Christmas dinner and actually eat what everyone else eats. I want to eat Christmas dinner without purging. I want to eat Christmas dinner without having to exercise for hours afterwards. I want to eat Christmas dinner and enjoy the company of my family instead of focusing on the food.
I have no energy. I'm tired and I can't sleep. I know that I need to eat something and I need nutrients. But I'm not going to go into what I eat exactly or all of my symptom usage. I don't need to rehash everything. I think that's unhealthy for me.
I have ED group tonight and I'm glad. I need to talk to people who understand. Even if they don't really understand everything I'm going through at least they understand some of it.
Over the next couple of weeks I'm going to try and keep up with this blog more and also focus more on school and spiritual health and taking care of me. I need to take care of me. I am worth it.
Here's to now,
Laina