*sigh* can I never just stick with something and do it right? Or at least finish it. Gosh I'm a failure at everything. 17 days of no purging. Down the drain, it means nothing. Why did I even bother trying. If I would have known it could be taken away so easily as not eating a piece of meat and a fruit and drinking a glass of milk, I wouldn't have tried so hard. I guess the 6 starches 4 fats 2 dairy 2 vegitables and 1 fruit that I did eat wasn't enough. I guess eating like a pig = restricting. MAKES NO FUCKING SENSE. So anyway. I'm no longer sober and I'm no longer trying. Cutting is now part of my sobriety so even if I was sober before I'm not anymore. I hate these new rules. I'm not going to work with someone who tells me all my hard work was for nothing and it's sad because I really like her, as a person, as a sponsor even. But she took my sobriety away from me and so I refuse to accept that. And I know I will never find anyone 1/2 as good as she was. So I'm quitting. I'm dropping out of ABA. Sayonara suckers.
This blog is created to give my eating disorder a voice. Everything he tells me is a complete lie so what's on here doesn't reflect *me* at all. He hates everyone equally so if you're offended by any of it don't complain to me. I used to try and shut him up but the the more I stifle him the stronger he gets, when he does finally quit, he just hangs out in the back of my mind and does push-ups waiting for me to slip. I think it's important to let him speak, so if you would, just hear him out..
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Friday, October 14, 2011
Step one. Finally!
Step One.
We admited we were powerless over our insane eating practices - that our lives had become unmanageable.
What.
Would.
Happen.
If I.
Decided that.
I wanted...
To go to inpatient treatment?
"Wow!" was her response, "I wasn't expecting that..You're sick and tired of being sick and tired? You've reached your bottom, you don't need to get any lower then that."
God,
Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
The courage to change the things I can,
And the wisdom to know the difference.
God, be with me right now. Denial has kept me from seeing how powerless I am over my insane eating practices and how my life is unmanageable. Teach me to accept that I have an illness and that there's nothing I can do on my own to change it. And that no person can give me everything. Help me to remember I am not a broken person that needs fixing but a sick person who needs healing. And that you the Almighty Healer. Thank you for bringing me to this point of acceptance and surrender. And thank you for loving me unconditionally and catching me everytime I fall. May your will be done always. Amen.
Sunday, September 11, 2011
I'm going to deny my needs and wants all week. Not just carbs and sugar. I'm going to wake up early and run I'm going to do chores and things I don't want to do. I'm going to drink black coffee I'm going to exercise my will power self control and self discipline. This is going to be the best week ever
146 pounds!!?!?! What the fuck!?!????
I will not eat flour. I will not eat sugar. I will not eat corn. I will not eat potatoes. I will not eat fruit. I will not call Richelle. I will not make outreach calls or texts. I will not ask for help. I will not tell anyone I'm restricting. I will purge anything that's not veggies or protien or vitamins. I will exercise everyday. I will weigh 136 by next Sunday. I will. I will. I will. I will. I will. I will. I will. I will. I will. I will. I will. I will.
Saturday, September 3, 2011
Triggersome documentary
I just attempted to watch the pbs documentary THIN. I thought these people are in recovery they're getting help it will be fine. No. It was not fine. After watching a 85 pound woman eating a cup cake I felt dizzy shaky and nauseated. My breathing got heavy my heart started flipping out and I felt my chest getting tighter and tighter. I immediately wanted to binge some more and purge. But even before that I was just hating my body, wishing I was that thin, planning restriction, listening for tips..it was bad. Warning for those in recovery, do not watch ED documentaries.
(...espesially after a 9 hour binge...just saying...)
Saturday, August 27, 2011
My Darling Little Sister
