How could I? Everything I had been taught about eating disorders had nothing to do with me.
I am learning health, wellness, and joy can be achieved at any size.
Inclusivity in and of itself is beautiful.
I know something is wrong. At the very same time, I don’t know what it is.
Self-love is a process. It’s an ability and not a given.
I cannot control, undo, or continue to drown in negativity over your choice. What is done is done. It has been done for a long time now.
Recovery isn’t linear. I will never be recovered but rather in various stages of recovery.
Evolution is equal parts exciting and painful.
If a person with BPD sees, hears, and smells something, then how can it be untrue? Third party perspective.
Suicide is not a sign of weakness. It is a symptom of an illness.