Eating Disorder Quotes
her eyes are unfathomable to me, hostile, even, as if she had removed herself to a place where I cannot reach her - somewhere I cannot know.
We are beautiful because we are sons and daughters of God, not because we look a certain way.
Soon, when all is well, you're going to look back on this period of your life and be so glad that you never gave up.
Whatever you did today is enough. Whatever you felt today is valid. Whatever you thought today isn't to be judged. Repeat the above each day.
With Ed, I always pushed away the good and only heard the bad. Today, I let in the good.
If you think my waistline defines my worth, you are not worth my time anyways.
My only choice was to fight my way out, even if I didn't think I would make it.
Healing from an eating disorder is a personal journey—the medicine is whatever reminds you that you do in fact want to live, and that you are worthy and capable of love.
Ironically, this physically weak feeling signifies that I’m actually getting stronger. I know from my past that I will ultimately feel strong if I just sit with the feeling and experience it.
Sometimes it's hard to see the rainbow when there's been endless days of rain.
Being thin created intense anxiety that I wouldn’t be able to maintain that weight for life, and I couldn’t.
Eating disorder recovery becomes possible when you keep making the next right decision over and over. With time, these decisions become automatic.
I left myself out of humanity by focusing on differences. This isolation only strengthened Ed” (17)
But I know that if I don't at least try, I'll stay the way I am till it kills me. Till I kill me, I mean. I never really accept that that's what I'm doing - I say it, but I don't believe it.
My reflection followed me mercilessly in mirrors, car doors, shop windows. I lived in a world of circus mirrors, the grotesque distortion of my body looking back at me everywhere.
This woman’s size protected herfrom the hurts of the worldbut it also imprisoned her soul. As the merry-go-round revolved, she ate another French fry, as a silent scream frozen on her face.
Real hope combined with real action has always pulled me through difficult times. Real hope combined with doing nothing has never pulled me through.
Clinicians have told me that our emotional is arrested at the age that an eating disorder takes control of our lives. After we recover, we pick up emotionally where we left off at that age.
The good news, however, is that, also contrary to popular belief, full and lasting recovery from an eating disorder is possible.
The notion that life could be any different - that it could be better - becomes inconceivable. You forget how good it was to be normal. Worst of all, you come to believe that you prefer it this way.
A suicide is tragic because nothing interrupted it.
Basically, when it comes to women, both aging and eating are somehow shameful.
