#recovery
In the midst of any shitty stuff going on have some good news :)
reminder that you can recover from social anxiety!
you are lovedandpeople do like having you around. you are worthyof friendships you feel secure in and you deserve to be confident in yourself. one day you’re going to be able to do all those things you wish you could but don’t because of the anxiety. one day you’ll look back and see how far you’ve come. you can do this <3
[Tweet by Fran, @galacticidiots, saying, ‘Who needs therapy when AO3 is full of those 10-20K one shots where nothing happens except huge feelings and deep conversations that somehow make you feel the entire spectrum of human emotion.
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I prefer both, of course. But there are many things that I’d never even considered COULD be related before reading about them on AO3, never mind connecting them to my own experiences.
I still go read hurt/comfort to figure out which trauma I’m currently ready to process. I read about stupid Batkids getting lost in their own undercover identities while trying to figure myself out. I read about abuse while trying to parse my self-hatred. I read about good parents and siblings while isolating myself. I read about trauma recovery … while I continue to recover from trauma.
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please do not read if hearing about eating disorders is harmful to you!!!
but I’ve really been struggling lately and I’m making the choice to try to get better. I’ve had disordered eating since I was 11 and just as soon as I left for college did it spiral into a full blown eating disorder. I went downhill very quickly and my health hasn’t been the best.
if anybody could offer any advice to help me push myself to recovery would be so so helpful. I have tried to up my calories these past couple weeks, but I am truly terrified of upping them anymore. I’m stuck eating 1200-1300 and I know that’s a huge step, but it is simply not enough. I still am obsessed with tracking everything and constantly am thinking about food. I simply cannot bring myself to eat anymore than that.
if anybody has any advice as to help me get into a good mindset about all this please let me know because I am going into this alone. I’m not able to get any help from my parents or doctors, so I need to have enough strength to do this myself.
if you are struggling too or not eating more than 1200-1300 calories please get help because spiraling so fast has been the worst thing that has ever happened to me. this ruined me. please know that your body deserves love and nourishment the way it is. I love you all
Tw // anorexia (pro recovery)
i know you’re lonely. i know it feels comforting to slip into the same old familiar loneliness. the same religiously good hurt of refusing yourself the things you need and the space to heal. i know it feels beautiful to have something to worship. i know in this cold, confusing world, having goodness be safely defined as thinness within a community with whom you can push for that ideal feels like a comfort. i know it feels safe and familiar. but if you think that this is something that you can compartmentalize and keep safe tucked in a corner of your life, you can’t; and if you think it ever ends, or that your ideal is something you will ever reach, you’re wrong. this disorder is a parasite, and it will take over every corner of your life and every minute of your time and in the end, you will not be rewarded for it. no one will like you any better, least of all yourself; no one will thank you for hurting yourself like this; the world will not turn rose-coloured, your head will not clear and your perfect life will not materialize. you will come out of the end of the tunnel and you will have lost years of your life that you can never get back, and you will realize you were worshipping a false god the whole time. you will realize you never needed to change to wake up with a smile on your lips and birds singing in the window, you never needed to change to dance in the kitchen with your significant other or feel the warmth of another’s presence and laughter. if this made you doubt yourself at all, come and take my hand. i know the grave is comfortable, but don’t let yourself sleep yet.
tw // eating disorder (anorexia recovery)
i know you’re lonely. i know it feels comforting to slip into the same old familiar loneliness. the same religiously good hurt of refusing yourself the things you need and the space to heal. i know it feels beautiful to have something to worship. i know in this cold, confusing world, having goodness be safely defined as thinness within a community with whom you can push for that ideal feels like a comfort. i know it feels safe and familiar. but if you think that this is something that you can compartmentalize and keep safe tucked in a corner of your life, you can’t; and if you think it ever ends, or that your ideal is something you will ever reach, you’re wrong. this disorder is a parasite, and it will take over every corner of your life and every minute of your time and in the end, you will not be rewarded for it. no one will like you any better, least of all yourself; no one will thank you for hurting yourself like this; the world will not turn rose-coloured, your head will not clear and your perfect life will not materialize. you will come out of the end of the tunnel and you will have lost years of your life that you can never get back, and you will realize you were worshipping a false god the whole time. you will realize you never needed to change to wake up with a smile on your lips and birds singing in the window, you never needed to change to dance in the kitchen with your significant other or feel the warmth of another’s presence and laughter. if this made you doubt yourself at all, come and take my hand. i know the grave is comfortable, but don’t let yourself sleep yet.
you are valid. you deserve Kindness and respect. you deserve rest and nourishment. you deserve to be seen and loved and heard. you deserve laughter and delight. you may not always have these things, but you are always, always worthy of them. remember, and try to steer your lifeboat toward them.
it’s okay to say no and put yourself first - doing so doesn’t make you a bad person
please try your best to stop or limit the amount of self-deprecating jokes you make. i promise that you are worth so much more, and that it will help you so much in the long run.
you may have been worse recently, you may have relapsed recently, you may have taken a lot of steps back recently, but please don’t be too hard on yourself. i know that you are disappointed with yourself, i know that it hurts, but now is not the time to give up on the fight; please keep trying, as best as you can. hope is not lost, and you will get back to the place you were before, and continue to recover.
even a little bit of progress is still progress. i’m so proud of you.
it’s okay to slow down and take a break if you need to