*TRIGGER WARNING: This story discusses disordered eating*
I started trying really hard to work on my body confidence this past year. I’ve suffered from disordered eating since I was 8 (I’m now 38!) and I’m still struggling. I have good days and I have bad days…
Sometimes I think I feel great and don’t care that I’m not as thin as I used to be and some days I hate myself. BUT, thanks to people like Alex and some others, I’ve realised that I can still enjoy my life despite these things. Knowing that there are others out there going through the same has been a huge boost and I even wore a swimsuit in public last year for the first time in my recovery journey, so that was a HUGE step for me!
Basically, I’m just trying to look at it as ‘one day at a time’ and give myself credit for every tiny bit of progress I make; I know recovery is not linear and it’s never easy, so I’m just trying to accept that and to remind myself that my body is beautiful even if it’s not how I ‘expect’ it to look.