Sometimes, recovery...
I was catching up on some blog reading just now, when I stumbled across this wonderful post from Nattie about all of the ironies in recovery. I can't improve upon what she wrote, so I won't. I'm just going to cut and paste what she said:
Sometimes, recovery is about doing what we KNOW is right, even if it doesn't feel right.
Sometimes, recovery is about tolerating the short-term physical discomforts, in exchange for long-term health.
Sometimes, recovery is about not succumbing to the temptation of disordered eating no matter how tough our day is.
Sometimes, recovery is about pushing ourselves forward even when it's the hardest (but not impossible) thing to do.
Sometimes, recovery is about buying fresh bread just because it comes without a nutritional label.
Sometimes, recovery is about eating out even though there is fear and anxiety.
Sometimes, recovery is about enjoying the company of others, and allowing them to take precedence over food.
Recovering from an eating disorder is often plagued with irony - knowing what we should do but feeling unable to act on them; knowing what's real and yet choosing to believe ED's carefully crafted illusions.
Sometimes, recovery is about learning to love ourselves and realising that we deserve life.
8 comments:
Beautiful! Thanks for posting!
Very well said. Thanks for sharing.
"Sometimes, recovery is about doing what we KNOW is right, even if it doesn't feel right."
SO true. That was practically my mantra this weekend. Thank you for the reminder.
My most recent recovery irony:
Sometimes, recovery is turning down the job you need to pay for treatment because the work schedule will not allow you to go to counseling, dietician appointments, and support group meetings (and subsequently hoping that something that WILL work with your "recovery schedule" will come along...)
sometimes recovery is about being uncomftorable
sometimes recovery means sitting with your full belly
ometimes recover means stting with yourslf, still
Sometimes means listening to the people who want to take care of you and doing what they say even though their advice makes you feel sick, terrified, panicky, selfish, fat, and wrong.
This post actually made me cry. It was like reading my mind. Thank you!
Great post, reminds me of lyrics from the Fray "Sometimes the hardest and the right thing are the same"
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