Where I Belong
Almost immediately after I started eating, my life, my creativity, and my heart started to stir, like a bear stirring out of a long hibernation. The cave where I had stored the pieces left behind by my rationing, burst into life and started growing and blooming in ways I didn’t think possible.
FREEdom Story: Walking Towards Freedom
I entered a “mostly recovered” state, which I lived in for a long time. This involved extremely strict rules about food and exercise, and an obsession with performance. It may have been healthier than previous behavior, yet still not a healthy way to live. I certainly was not walking in freedom.
FREEdom Story: No Longer Alone
At 14, I’d spent time in an ED treatment facility. Hearing that my daughter was struggling felt like she was implying that I'd been doing something wrong; maybe she had gotten a message from me that her body needed to be different. What happened brought healing for me and those I met.