I'm a 24 year old university student. I have my Honours Bachelor of Science degree in Psychology and Mental Health and I have returned to school to study Social Work.
On top of this I am attempting to recover from an eating disorder and depression, while trying not to let my anxiety get in the way. I was recently diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder so, I'm trying to work around that as well. I have completed an intensive outpatient program and 6 additional months of hospital based group treatment for my eating disorder. I've been out of the hospital for 2 years now and even though I continue to struggle I am continuing on the path of recovery.
This is my record of the good days and the bad, the highs and the lows.
Yesterday I had the worst hangover I’ve ever had. It went on all day long. There was a lot of sleeping and vomiting and very little eating. Even though I was feeling better this morning I didn’t want to eat because I didn’t need to yesterday, so why do I have to today? I did it. In fact I’ve been following my hunger cues and have probably eaten more than I normally would.
I weighed myself today because I was curious. I broke about a dozen eating disorder weigh-in “rules” while doing so and it was ok. I wouldn’t say I jumped for joy or anything but I didn’t dissolve into a sobbing mess on the floor either. Progress. I wasn’t a fan of the number but it hasn’t ruined my day or impacted my eating.