On my 6-MONTH ANOREXIA-RECOVERY-ANNIVERSARY, I’m showing myself & my tummy some LOV.
(P.S. For those of you who don’t live in Montreal, LOV is a new vegetarian/vegan restaurant that opened up that I have been DYING to try. I saved it for a special occasion & TODAY IS ONE OF THOSE!).
The past 6 months have shown me the true value in the “rule of thumb” that you only really get to know someone after six months.
Truth be told, in the past six months, I’ve gotten to know myself more than I have in my entire life & I have embraced every second of this “getting-to-know-me” relationship.
Recovery has also shown me that ANYTHING is possible as long as you’re willing to have faith in yourself & to trust the process.
Having faith in yourself means acknowledging that NO ONE IS YOU & THAT IS YOUR SUPERPOWER.
Accepting every reality you are faced with, no matter how harsh or beautiful it is.
& EMBRACING IT FOR ALL THAT IT IS.
ALL THAT COMES WITH IT.
& ALL THE GOOD & BAD THAT COMING OUT OF IT BRINGS TO YOUR LIFE.
Believing in yourself & in the fact that if you give it your all, you will come out of it a stronger & more beautiful soul.
Yes, one that has suffered, cried & broken down.
BUT one that has developed the ability to see the beauty in said suffering, hardship, & sadness & TO TURN IT INTO SOMETHING POSITIVE.
One thing that was really telling throughout my recovery was that I regained senses, abilities & sensibilities I hadn’t realized I had lost.
It was stunning & disconcerting, but also wonderful.
The experience of being in people’s presence gradually got richer, to the point that I understood I had been only half-seeing, listening & experiencing my family & friends for almost two years.
Anorexia had diluted my sense & ability to concentrate, care, empathize & understand other people.
NOW, my world has grown more colourful & vibrant.
Anorexia took up so much space in my brain that it had shut down.
Without anorexia, LIFE IS MAGICAL.
Why am I now able to see all of this?
BECAUSE I TRUSTED THE PROCESS.
No matter how hard it was.
How long it took.
How many obstacles were thrown my way.
& How many days I woke up wanting to give up & let myself get sucked right back into her trap.
BUT I DIDN’T.
Thanks to my resilience, THESE DAYS, I DREAM BIG.
I have so much damn-brain space in order to do that!
SO, THANKS ANOREXIA.
Thanks for allowing me to GET TO KNOW MYSELF, TO FALL IN LOVE WITH MYSELF & TO DO ANYTHING & EVERYTHING WITHIN MY POWER & ABILITY TO GET MY BRAIN BACK.
I’m sure you enjoyed the ride while it lasted.
But you no longer have the ability to steal my space to dream.
NOW, peace out as I continue to LOV myself!
(Speaking of LOV, I have five words for you: YOU. HAVE. TO. TRY. IT. It’s simply put, PERFECTION! Everything from the decor, to the vibe, TO THE FOOD, so up my alley & SO FREAKING ON POINT!).