Beyond Bingefree

…Life after an eating disorder is not all perfect eating and a slim body. But it is the beginning of self love, self awareness…you realize where you belong in the universe instead of thinking of yourself as a misfit or abnormal in some way…

Perception and Body Image

…It manifested itself in the thought that I had to be thin to be a good person, to be acceptable to society. I chose to see my chubbiness as the critical defect in my being.

The Best Reward Is Satisfaction

…I learned I didn’t have to eat out of boredom or emotional turmoil. I could choose to eat at these times, but I no longer felt compelled to. This was such a relief that I found myself not only more satisfied with food, but that satisfaction spilled over into my life in general…

What Is Your Best?

Berating myself for overeating and for being overweight only served to lock my psyche into that behavior.

Body Acceptance- What Is Normal?

special…We all have a definition in our heads of what that means and when we don’t reach it, we feel like we have somehow failed.

Body Image -Perception or Reality?

Not struggling with food has given me a new awareness of what it means to be healthy. I don’t have to be “thin” to be healthy or good looking. Health and beauty come in every shape and size.

The Vanity of Change

…when I find myself thinking how great I am because I ate well today, or having thoughts that I must be better off than someone who is still struggling with food, I stop and check myself. My value is the same whether I have an eating disorder or eat the perfect diet, whether I am thin, fat or in between. And this is the same for everyone…

The Bathing Suit Test

…If being my best means that I am skinny, but my mind is constantly on my body and weight, how is that my best?

What ‘Feeling Fat’ Means To Me

…emotions and feelings are very complex subjects, and trying to explain that fat is not a feeling just complicates things even more. Only by embracing my experience of feeling fat could I learn to recognize other emotions and get some meaning back into my life.

Perfect Imperfection

My body may have lumps and bumps, but it has kept me alive even when I tried to force it into someone else’s mold. It is perfect imperfection in its function and design and I appreciate every inch of it. It is the representation of me on this earth. And whether it is thin or fat or in between, I love it enough to present it to the world in the best way I can, but I respect it enough to allow it to look and function the way it was meant to