I am an anorexic. I have been since I was ten years old. When I turned fourteen, I got to my breaking point, and was told by doctors and therapists that there was no cure, that I would battle this forever, and it scared me enough to learn (subconsciously) how to cover it up and justify to myself that I was fine. Now, eight years after my initial "recovery", I am back where I started, I relapsed. And it took a very special man in my life to make me see it. When I finally mustered up the courage to ask for help, I was given the most important book that has ever been put into my hands, and it is the single thing that drove me to save my own life from this debilitating and torturous disease. The most important thing for society to start realizing, is that anorexics are neither vain nor selfish, actually it's quite the opposite. We are people with a mental disease that carries the highest mortality rate of any other mental illness. Does it even make sense to assume that someone is vain when they are doing everything they possibly can to slowly kill themselves? NO. This disease takes over the rational mind and replaces it with negative, self-destructing thoughts that are almost impossible to detour from even the most intelligent, gifted and selfless people in this world. It infects the people involved. It destroys families, and against all odds, it is possible to be free of this horrific disorder, it just takes patience and a never ending flow of unconditional love from the people surrounding a victim of anorexia. The book that saved, and is still saving my life and giving me hope is called "The secret Language of eating disorders by Peggy Claude-Pierre. This woman's words gave me the strength, hope and determination to seek treatment before I lost a grip on everything I love, my kids, my partner, and most importantly, my own life and happiness. I recommend it to anyone who has someone in their life that is being tortured by this disease, and kudos to anyone who has had the misfortune of seeing someone suffer through this, and had to deal with the bizzare, irrational and mysterious behaviors of this disease. I love myself finally.
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I am an anorexic. I have been since I was ten years old. When I turned fourteen, I got to my breaking point, and was told by doctors and therapists that there was no cure, that I would battle this forever, and it scared me enough to learn (subconsciously) how to cover it up and justify to myself that I was fine. Now, eight years after my initial "recovery", I am back where I started, I relapsed. And it took a very special man in my life to make me see it. When I finally mustered up the courage to ask for help, I was given the most important book that has ever been put into my hands, and it is the single thing that drove me to save my own life from this debilitating and torturous disease. The most important thing for society to start realizing, is that anorexics are neither vain nor selfish, actually it's quite the opposite. We are people with a mental disease that carries the highest mortality rate of any other mental illness. Does it even make sense to assume that someone is vain when they are doing everything they possibly can to slowly kill themselves? NO. This disease takes over the rational mind and replaces it with negative, self-destructing thoughts that are almost impossible to detour from even the most intelligent, gifted and selfless people in this world. It infects the people involved. It destroys families, and against all odds, it is possible to be free of this horrific disorder, it just takes patience and a never ending flow of unconditional love from the people surrounding a victim of anorexia. The book that saved, and is still saving my life and giving me hope is called "The secret Language of eating disorders by Peggy Claude-Pierre. This woman's words gave me the strength, hope and determination to seek treatment before I lost a grip on everything I love, my kids, my partner, and most importantly, my own life and happiness. I recommend it to anyone who has someone in their life that is being tortured by this disease, and kudos to anyone who has had the misfortune of seeing someone suffer through this, and had to deal with the bizzare, irrational and mysterious behaviors of this disease. I love myself finally.
June 25, 2011 - 3:51amThis Comment
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