i feel as if I have come to the point where it is now acceptable and important that I come completely clean about my life. it’s time to stop dwelling on life, and start living it.
today is my real first day of recovery. yes, I was hospitalized in february for attempting suicide. and yes, I was then put into an inpatient treatment program for my eating disorder. i’ll be honest. i’ve been bullshitting my recovery since i have been home.
this eating disorder has run my life for 4 years now. and depression has always been right there with it.
it stops today.
i’m sick of it. i’m more than disorders, and pills, and therapists. yes, i’ve come along way from wanting to die every second of the day. but this does not mean the issues are resolved.
i refuse to let these issues run my life anymore. this is not how i expected to be living. I am more than my disorders.
so today is day 1 of my recovery. challenge accepted, life.
