Day 6.

Today was a good day–not without its challenges, but a good day altogether. I felt fulfilled in my work, present as a parent, and relatively “in control” of my eating and feeling about food. But, as I end this day, I feel that nagging anxiety that I can’t quite figure out. I can feel aContinue reading “Day 6.”

Day 3.

It’s hard this time. I’m noticing that I’m once again sort of sad at the thought that I’m giving up my ED. It’s a weird connection, a grieving process that’s somewhat unexpected. I just feel tired these days, sad to be losing a coping mechanism. Not a good one, but nonetheless my go-to for soContinue reading “Day 3.”