Everyday, as someone recovering from an eating disorder, you must face it. The issue you are most bothered by, it happens not just once a day, but several times. You can never really escape from it, it is the monkey on your back, the devil on your shoulder.
What if your eating disorder was like your period? You knew it was coming, but not really sure when. You didn’t have to be on edge all the time waiting for it and wondering, because you knew around the time it would show it’s ugly head.
Or, even better, what if your eating disorder was like Christmas?
Sounds crazy huh? What if though, instead of having this constant, unexpected, yet never ceasing, voice that tormented you day in and day out, several times a day, it came like Christmas. You were prepared. You expected it’s arrival in a perfunctory way. You mentally prepared yourself for the good and the bad. Changing your surroundings to cater to the need of the season. Knowing it would only be around for a short time and then leave once again. Knowing and expecting the craziness that comes along with it, for a few short moments it may seem joyous, and great until you leave your comfort zone. No longer safe and warm, you realize how hectic it can become, how busy, exhausting and even anxiety provoking. Christmas shopping is the worst, but you are prepared. You knew this day would come when the list of “to-dos” would pop back up, and following these seasonal “rules” of what to buy, what not to buy, but you had a list.
What if your eating disorder was like Christmas?
It came once a year.
You were mentally and physically prepared for it.