Am I body neutral? I no longer loathe my body. I can look in the mirror and feel fine about what I see rather than wanting to scream. I can accept that my body is useful and strong. I can accept that I now wear clothes that are maybe a size bigger than what I used to be. But I wear them proudly. I don't yet love my body. But I am growing towards having more positive feelings about it.
Today I lay on a beach in a bikini, I ate ice-cream and walked around through crowds of people at a food festival by the sea. It was a beautiful summer’s day. Sunny and warm and lit up by the throngs of holiday-makers and weekend day-trippers milling around enjoying the sunshine and the atmosphere of… Continue reading The Battle
I’m in recovery from an anxiety disorder, depression and an eating disorder. And it’s been going well. Very well actually. Up until last week I would have said that I am ‘recovered’. But life isn’t that simple.
Depression is not so much a feeling as a temporary state of being. It’s not to be romanticized in black and white pictures. It’s real.