Normal

Who knows what “normal” means, but sometimes I find myself thinking, Hey! That was something normal person might do! And, it feels good.

The other day, I had a meeting cancellation ping on my phone while I was driving to work, and I stopped for my favorite thing–a grade chai latte with almond milk. This is an indulgence for me, one that it usually limited to Saturday mornings (my “splurge” day). Midweek, I planned for an after-school frozen yogurt outing with my kids, and I looked forward to it all day. Tonight, I had a piece of leftover pizza for dinner, because otherwise it would get tossed and I didn’t have any better ideas.

All of these things seem wild and reckless to my ED. But, they’re starting to feel OK to the rest of me, and that feels like what I imagine “normal” to feel. Not all the time, and not every day, but sometimes.

Day 128.

Published by Quitter

I’m a college professor, wife, and mother of 2 small kids. I’m on a recovery journey 20 years in the making.

3 thoughts on “Normal

    1. I have not! Thanks for your insight—sometimes I feel so discouraged and overwhelmed knowing I will need to eat for the rest of my life to survive… I have ordered the book!

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      1. Oh I am so glad you ordered it! One other one that changed perspective and that I resonated with was Eating by the Light of the Moon. My dietitian let me borrow it and it was a game changer for starting to shift the way my eating disorder operates and having grace and compassion for myself. 💕

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