In the every day fight to reclaim my life and my health, one of the hardest things is to give up. That’s right – I said give up. We all know how important it is to not give up fighting to live and break free of the eating disorder. To not let depression overpower us, to not let the persistent thoughts that tell us we are worthless, stupid, bad, fat, whatever, stick without refuting and correcting them with the truth. But I don’t mean giving up all that.
One of the (very many!) reasons I stayed so sick for so long, which is still a reason – is that I find it so very difficult to let go. To give up the eating disorder’s habits, the rituals, the comforts. To give up even the aspects of it that torment me – feeling and seeing myself as fat and worthless, torturing myself physically and mentally, and so on. Hardest of all, I think, is to give up on ever having the body I thought I wanted.
I have come to realise that it doesn’t matter what kind of eating disorder you have – anorexia, bulimia, EDNOS, binge eating disorder,exercise obsession, orthorexia – if you want to be free of your disorder, you have to give up on the body that it promises you.
You can’t hang on to the eating disorder AND get better. So you can’t hang on to the lies that it feeds you either, and get better. While you are hanging on to some body ideal, you won’t recover.
It makes sense and goes without saying that someone who is underweight with their disorder needs to give up on weight loss (ever again – I mean never ever ever again) because it too often triggers the disease all over again – and because while you are trying to lose weight, you are denying yourself of the nutrition your body needs – (I am not going to dig too deeply into this aspect as I do not have much more than a layperson’s understanding of it), those who are overweight (and normal weight) also need to give up on the ideal body. Even if you are normal or overweight, having an eating disorder means chances are VERY high that you are actually malnourished – and you need to allow your body to renourish itself just as much as someone suffering from anorexia needs to. (Yes, it’s possible to be overweight and malnourished.)
When you are constantly trying to lose weight or ‘improve’ your body, you are in some way restricting what you give it, but more importantly, your focus is on YOU controlling your body. You are still trying to force it into some ideal without listening to it. And that’s an important part of getting better – listening to your body. Feeding it, looking after it, giving it everything it needs – without trying to cut down or cut back in any way. No matter what your weight is, your body has been through a really tough time with your disorder and it needs to recuperate. It needs to be able to trust you in order to start being able to function again as a healthy body should. And it can’t repair itself in all the ways it needs (many unseen and unfelt) when complete balanced nutrition might not be forthcoming or exercise constantly wears it out. (For a really good, insightful post about the relationship between your body’s trust in you and bingeing see Mundanebrain’s post.)
Apart from still being engaged in a war physically, hanging on means you are also not focussed totally on getting better. You still have at least part of your mind held hostage to the disease. And you are still basing your happiness on something you do not have right now. Something that may not even be achievable, or sustainable for the long term. Something that might make you very sick or even kill you.
While you are focussed on that “I’ll be happy and everything will be a lot better when…” dream, you are not dealing with what is making you unhappy or sick, finding out what made you need to obliterate those problems and almost yourself, too – with the eating disorder and the food and weight and clothes sizes and numbers and exercise and all that chaos. You are not even living in the right now, but off with the fairies in the future.
Heads up, people – it’s not your body that is the problem!! As long as you are trying to fix your body, your real problems are going to go unchanged.
Giving up on ever having that body is so hard for me. I still have a lot of weight to gain despite having gained so much already. I still am not coping with this weight gain at all. And I would love, dearly love to lose it, just dump it. I am highly aware all the time how easily I can do that if I choose, like the more than a hundred times I did that over the more sick years (going by the number of admissions for weight restoration!) But I know that if I do that, dump this weight – that’s it. I’m sick again, I lose all the ground I worked so hard for, and yes, it’s going to kill me.
I DID, in my teens, believe when things were rock bottom, that if I fixed my body and got my lean, strong dancer’s body back, all my problems would go away. I’d be the best dancer. I’d be happy. Wanker would go away and leave me alone. My family would have some sort of epiphany and personality transplant and actually become caring and loving and decent. Even when I’d lost my dance career I still believed that when I got my dancer’s body back i.e LOST weight, I’d get it back again. Can we say screwed up, insane? Definitely not rational. At the time I didn’t even know I had an eating disorder, everything was just a mess that was crumbling around me. But now I know better. I know that weight loss will NOT fix anything – it will make it worse. And yet it’s still really, really hard to let go.
What I miss most about it was that feeling, that comforting feeling of being convinced I was doing the right thing, I was working on the solution, that everything was going to be okay. Now I know that the only way I can guarantee that everything will be okay is to identify what the actual problems are, accept them, and ask for help to fix them.
I will never get that feeling back, not just because I know how untrue it is, but also because I will never again starve myself and exercise obsessively the way I did back then. However losing weight is still my predominant thought much of my time. I can’t do something properly, need to lose weight. I catch sight of myself in a window – fatty boomba, lose some weight! I just can’t stand my body or being in it. And despite that I have no choice, I have to tolerate it, and hope that with time the thoughts become less. I hate being so aware of it and so caught up in it because it really is a very shallow way of thinking and being, and there is so much that’s far more important. It’s also not pleasant to have everything you do overshadowed by that constant criticism. But I have to toughen up and learn to stay with the pain and fear. Tolerate feelings that aren’t nice to feel – because feelings will never kill me. Feeling fat won’t hurt me, but acting on those feelings might.
Letting go means getting humble and admitting that you aren’t okay, you aren’t in control, in fact you and your life are a mess, and things can’t go on this way. There is nothing to be ashamed of in accepting this. In fact it takes courage to do this – because we have so much pride as human beings and are so scared of failure. It’s not a failure at all. It’s being realistic and owning your own truths.
I now know and accept that it’s my life that’s screwed up, and myself, and that I will never fix it by concentrating on my body. Even if my body is ‘perfect’ I will still be sick and miserable. And if I want to work on my problems and have any chance of having a happy, healthy, fulfilling life – I have to let go of trying to change my body and let it look after me. And in order to let it look after me – I have to look after it. I don’t know what my future holds, but I know that I will be able to deal with it now, because I’m no longer in denial. I’m no longer sticking my fingers in my ears and singing “I need to lose weight and then everything will be better” – instead I’m taking a deep breath and facing my real problems head on.
Still got a long way to go – but what’s most important is that I’m definitely headed in the right direction.
“I’d love to hear what you think”?
Errrr…………………………………. BOOYA!!!!!!!!!
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Not going to start about the shit ass aspects of this recovery crap, but just on this FRIGGIN' good empowerment statement you just wrote to yourself!! So; YES! Upwards and onwards!!
I love how you always make me smile
This is soooo what i needed to read right now! Thank you for putting it into words, and you should be so so incredibly proud of yourself!!! Keep going, i’m with you in this too. Its so difficult, but we’re together. THAT GOES FOR ALL OF US! XOXOXO
I’m so glad this helped you, Ange!! I loved our discussion tonight about acceptance and hopefully this post is a good way to keep the theme going
We will both get there and we are definitely all in this together!!! Lots of love xoxoxoxox
There are so many who have that idea that once they get the body they are working for, they’ll be happy. It doesn’t make sense logically – it’s a fact that I absolutely know is NOT true – yet it seems to be this beautiful safe ideal that is striven for anyways. It’s that big pot of gold at the end of the rainbow that validated everything else
Letting go and accepting that I will never be x number of pounds, because it’s unhealthy or for whatever reason, is something I have not done yet. It’s the hardest thing to do, because it’s essentially, for me, letting go of a dream and goal much strived for.
Yes – and sometimes it’s the only dream we have left to keep us going, because it’s broken our lives down around us. But it’s also a dream that will never actually come true no matter how hard we strive for it because even if we achieve the number that we have in mind, it won’t be enough when we get there. Like a rainbow – yes. The end of it always keeps moving no matter how ‘close’ you get to it, doesn’t it. A really good way to describe it. xx
Sorry to carry on in a rambling manner, but that is so true – that it becomes the *only* dream, because everything else is disassembled in sacrifice for this one. I think once you explain that to someone, then they can truly appreciate why eating disorders are not simply about just eating, body image, or even control.
Yes!! Exactly! And you are welcome to ramble on as much as you like
YES.
“letting go” has to be the hardest part. Sometimes it’s like you have to accept the fact you need to let some of yourself die. Which part doesn’t make sense because the part of you, you need to let die, is the part that wouldn’t ever be happy with your weight until you are dead.
It’s the whole, “well, what now?” Stuff.
Kudos for your post. Ive just written similar funnily enough, about “accepting that I’ll never accept myself”, because really, it doesn’t matter what weight I am, I never truly feel okay with what I look like. However being higher weights means I have brain power, and can do things to occupy self that does not involve food or restriction. Hugs, and bravo for this, all in all, positive message. xx
I have been slowly trying to catch up on your posts – am so behind.
It is like that, I agree… you get to a point where you have to kill it or be killed, I guess.
If we are never going to accept ourselves no matter what we look like, then we may as well try to be healthy anyway, which means we will then at least have a chance of our thinking getting better, our mood, our energy, our ability to work on our problems, and our chances of being able to actually do the things that might take the place of the ED.
Hope you are hanging in there okay xxxx
Yeah I tend to spam post. Haha. My blog has either been something I use to communicate with or just a general diary of rants.
It helps though
Yes, I agree with everything you said. I need to be healthier, healthier does not equal thinner, no matter how much my ED brain tells me so. xx
Yes, sometimes we have to just keep repeating what our brain doesn’t want to believe over and over for it to sink in!
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Spam is unwanted, unhelpful stuff, and all your posts have been helpful, good reading, so don’t worry. And anything that helps you through this process has to be good. How many people can say their blog is helping them save their lives? Pretty special, that
This is a great post Fiona, and I agree with what you say. I’m at a crossroads at the moment where ‘giving up’ seems like a likely option worth considering despite my logical brain telling me otherwise. I can only hope to get a level of understanding you have, and know that I am no happy at lower weights than I am now. Thanks for you post xx
thank you! It is something that seems to be common, this ‘grass is greener’ illusion that we were happier and felt better ‘back then’, because life on the recovery road IS hard. But it wasn’t. Don’t forget that – hang on to that. When you were sicker, you were dying. Even if you didn’t think you were – you were. You couldn’t do so many things. And choosing to go back the ED way means you will lose all you fought so hard for. I hope and pray so much you hang on in there and climb back up the recovery road away from this crossroads. I have a feeling we will find ourselves at that crossroads many times before it’s ‘over’. You are learning and growing with every step you take no matter what direction it’s in and one day you will be free of this. Hang in there xxx
“Letting go” is so scary. My ED plays the stupidest notion in my head on the latter – like “nobody will even like you if you are bigger” I mean, come on, how perfunctory is that? But I still can’t let it go.
So many people love you, Greta, without caring the slightest about your weight!!! I know that thought is strong and intrusive and not very rational though. I find that I love my friends no matter what they weigh or look like – I don’t even see their weight mostly, I see them. But for myself it’s a totally different matter and my self loathing increases in proportion to how fat I feel. So it’s hard to believe other people love me no matter what my weight is themselves. BUT THEY DO.
I’m certainly going to be practising this, and hope it might help you too xxx
My case manager today said something really helpful – she’s trying to teach me ‘radical acceptance’ (it’s a DBT skill). This is where you accept something and move on. It means that instead of your thinking spiralling down into that cycle “I’m so fat. People aren’t going to like me when I’m so fat. I’m never going to be happy because I’m fat. blah blah blah blah…” you stop the cycle right there. You say, “I accept that I feel fat” and move on. That’s it. And it’s important to say ‘feel’ rather than ‘am’ because you are NOT fat and you don’t want to accept that you are fat when you aren’t. You FEEL fat. That’s something you can’t change right now. Moving on.
Loving it! Thanks!
This is perfect!! I agree whole-heartedly with everthing you’ve said!
Thank you for this excellent, insightful post!
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Thank you Rosedays! I hope you are well? xxx
As always, I’m really stuck by the bravery and truth of your posts. Eating disorders are so deceptive. I’m afraid of gaining weight because I’m afraid my boyfriend will leave me, I will be too heavy to do my chosen sport, nobody will want to talk to me and so on… despite the fact that my boyfriend is now just my friend because of my eating disorder (and he fancied me before I lost the majority of the weight), I’m not strong enough really to participate in sport, I have no friends left because I won’t go out if there is a risk of food being there… looked at objectively, you can see how much the eating disorder is twisting things. But the fear is so real.
On a different note, I’m really happy that you’ve reached this understanding and acceptance about your own life, and you’ve made some incredible choices – I don’t know whether I would have the courage to make that choice you made to put on the extra weight in hospital the first time. I really hope that you can gain the weight and have as full and enjoyable a life as possible. You’ve earned it a hundred times by the sound of it. x
Rose, thank you so much for this comment. It is heartbreaking when we realise just how much we have lost to the ED and frustrating when we still struggle with seeing things rationally rather than objectively. Would it help you to write these things down, write down your perceptions in one column, and counter them with truth in the column next to it? I know it’s hard to counter irrationality especially when it’s made stronger by cognitive difficulties caused by poor nutrition – big cycle right there.
It took a long time for me to get to this point and a lot of frustration, heartbreak, loss, and I also had to get to a point where I had just had enough. I was just so sick of being sick. It sounds like you have lost so much to this yourself – really, you have nothing to lose by taking a chance with going the other way. I don’t think it was so much courage as much as being forced to choose between life and death – because remaining the way I was was a limbo, and my body was saying “I cannot stay in this limbo any more – all reserves gone. Feed me or buy a coffin, your choice.” We all have to make that choice if it’s not made for us – and the danger is that it could well be, we just never know.
Have faith in yourself. You might not see it being possible you could change right now, but remember just a few years ago, neither did I. And yet, here I am. Change is always happening on the inside, and that is what in time, will become enough to help you make change on the outside too. Hang in there xxx
Thank you so much for your advice – your idea of writing everything down sounds really useful. Again, objectively it is stupid but in comparison to everything I have lost, the fact that my BMI is still not medically dangerous and all those other reasons I never feel “sick enough” somehow seem more important. But your words and those of other people in this blogging community are starting to show me how much more other things are worth. Thank you so much for that, and I am thinking of you and hoping things get better for you every day
Hang in there. I admire that you are fighting so hard to help yourself – it takes courage. It’s easier to stay sick than to fight to recover! I HATE that so many people with eds do not feel ‘sick’ enough because of their BMI or whatever – because weight is simply a symptom of what is going on, and with every illness in every person, we display symptoms differently. It is in no way an indicator of the mind hell you are experiencing or your behaviours at all. Keep on fighting, I’ll keep you in my prayersxxx
way to go girl! one step at a time, you are gaining victory!!
Thank you *hugs* one step at a time, might seem slow, but it gets us there in the end
sure does, big steps can only set us back, it is too overwhelming!
You certainly are headed in the right direction with the insights that you have …you know you are in my thoughts and prayers….Diane
You are in my thoughts and prayers also, special friend – thank you xxx
These posts are genius! Lots of eye openers. I have to agree with everything. You are such a lovely person and a talented writer
:) xx.
Thank you that means a lot to me!! One of the things that makes me feel a bit better about the years I have wasted stuck in this ED hell is that I can at least try and get something good out of it – by passing on what I can to others. I hope so much that I can do that more and more in the future
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As soon as I worked on my deep-rooted issues…the insecurities, the jealousy, the anger, the rage, the dependence on others…my body image was the last to go. I still always, always thought I was fat, and I hated the fact that I had to be a normal weight. But what got me through that when I was in recovery was my faith in my higher power, and I constantly told myself that whatever weight I was at, that’s where my Higher Power wanted me to be for some reason. I had to surrender. My weight wasn’t up to me anymore, and I had to practice a lot of acceptance about that.
I’m glad that you did do that. And I’m sure that you can do it again – I believe in you.
Good luck and I believe in you xx
Faith is a very important thing, I believe, no matter what our higher power is – God, A tree, whatever – I don’t even know why.. just belief, and that things need to be out of our hands – to be able to say “I can’t handle this – please take over”, you need someone all-powerful to trust in to be able to do it. And often this world isn’t a very easy place to trust in, and I think Trust is important too. I have to think a lot more about all this but thank you for giving me more to look into
It’s funny Fiona … i relate to your deep struggles … the impossibility of “letting go” in order to move on. I took for effing EVERY to move on. I had moments of “everything will be ok” … and then all hell would break loose. So, what i’m trying to say is … i didn’t really notice the process of having to slowly let that bitch bulimia go. Nothing just snaps into place, nothing will every be perfect … but there will be lots of “fits and starts” and ALL OF YOU and ALL OF THIS journey is a part of your fabric … it will make you stronger and more durable, and amazing … which is what you are now. ED’s are a nasty bas****, and that’s a fact … a demon living rent-free in your body. I’d always imagined i could eat some sort of poison that would kill off the demons, and keep the “decent” Melissa alive. Nope, that didn’t work either … certainly gives a woman quite the imagination. BTW, i don’t see “crazy” anymore … now i feel scared!
I really love hearing your wise words, Mel, from someone who has been through so much and lived to tell the tale. You might not have noticed the process but you sure went through it. We have so many ways of keeping ourselves captive, don’t we? You are right, nothing is ever going to be perfect. We have to accept that – and it sounds like you have, because otherwise we are going to keep on trying to make it perfect until we are blue in the face and even then, keep on trying anyway! ED is nasty. Melis is GOOD. Good will always win over evil in the end – if you believe that and I do. I know you do too. Love you xxxx
Much Love and Strength to you. You are an inspiration and SO strong!!!!! I’m lucky to know you!!! OXOXOXOXO melis
I think giving up is the hardest part in recovery. In other words, you could say it means acceptance. You know, something old has to die for something new to come. I didn’t get better until I realized that I had to give up, and that it would involve fear, sadness, and pain to do so. Getting into this state of mind was the hardest step.
Beautifully written post, Fi!
Thank you so much. It is hard, partly because we are so stubborn, partly because it does hurt so much. I’m sure that life is the best reward ever though. *hugs* xxx
Life is the reward. And it’s a precious one.
Fiona … you are living life to the fullest (at a REALLY difficult time). I know it seems like forever … and it seems like you have to try over and over to “get over” the ED. As you know… There’s no way over, under, or around this beast …
IT
IS
THROUGH IT, no doubt about it … and you are soldiering through!!! You are doing all the right things, and you will be rewarded.
AND, go easy on yourself. Be kind. If you need sleep! SLEEP! If you need a small treat … a small treat is OK, even a bigger treat is ok. If you need love … REACH OUT … and show up somewhere, anywhere and you will be welcomed with open arms. I know it … i’ve tried it … and these things work. Going easy, reaching out, showing up … you are doing all of that and more.
Your dreams are not far off, my lovely. I cannot wait to hug my lil sis! Australia is on the list of MUST DO’S … hope we DO it soon.
I’ll miss you TONS while in Alaska, but i will find some opps to write, deal??? Love and hugs, melis
As usual your advice is the best and wisest, Melis. My dreams include hugging you and I’m so excited to know that it IS going to happen some day
It’s hard work to do this, but worth it, I just don’t think I could have come this far without people – amazing wonderful people. You all truly make my life worth living. Alaska sounds so exciting!! Can’t wait to hear about your trip. Love you and goodnight dear Sis xoxoxo
Sweet dreams my little warrior! Make sure you get the right medicine for your bod, and your soul
Life is waiting … and life will wait forever for you …
I will write for sure. My boss is “buying me” internet connection so i can check in on work … and i’m expecting that i might not get perfect hotspots … if you get my drift. Oh, and we will be drifting in a big old boat on a big old sea with 2600 other tourists. Am i excited or terrified??? I will love it … promise. See YOU soon. Sleep tight! xo melis
Oh gosh, that trip sounds amazing! And of course there are plenty of places that just won’t get internet, and sunny days seem to be the worst for connectivity
Life is so amazing that we gotta stop keeping it waiting, right? Love you and talk to you before you leave hopefully but if not, I’ll be thinking of you out on the sea and sending love xxxxx
Especially wish me luck with 2600 other nutty buggers fighting for space on the disco floor HAHAHA … long live donna summer! Hey, i was 17 when she was hittin’ it big, and i danced my ar** off to many a crazy song. Good times … ? xo melis
Time for bed, sweetie. Sleep tight!
Bon Voyage, special sis. You will be leaving for the high seas now! So excited for you. Lots of love xxx
Hi Fiona,
I just found your blog, and this was the first entry I read. I have been struggling so long with wanting to recover and gain weight whilst still wanting to be thin and thinking it’ll all be better when I’m thin. The thought of never being thin and lean again scares me, but I know that to look like that I had to stave myself. I can’t believe how much this post resonates with me. I wish nothing but wonderful things for you and thankyou for writing so honestly
Hi Crunchycat (love your name
) I’m so glad that something I wrote could help you. I feel that way all the time – I have wanted to recover for years and years, and it’s only been recent years I’ve been able to turn things around physically. But I’m terrified of the weight myself. I’ve done about half of the weight gain, but going further is freaking me out. But I know that ‘back there’ was hell and was killing me. And I know that no matter how much weight I lost, it was never ‘enough’ and that promise of everything getting better never happened. Can you remind yourself of that? Don’t gloss over what it’s like, because it wasn’t really good in any way, it was hell, deadly hell. And if we are going to be miserable and hate ourselves and hate our bodies even as skinny as we get, why? It’s pointless. That’s one of the things that helped me turn around – if I’m going to be miserable I may as well TRY the way I haven’t yet tried – weight gain – and I may as well be miserable and healthy rather than miserable and dead.
Well I can tell you that even with this amount of weight gain, my LIFE HAS GOTTEN BETTER. It’s gotten more better than I could ever ever put words to. It’s not good yet, no, I still am sick, in pain, depressed, still have problems, but in comparison to before.. whoa. It’s out of sight. And that will happen for you too. Hang in there.. try and trust whatever you believe in – rather than the ED who lies to you. *hugs*
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