bulimia – I Quit: Giving up Bulimia

Bender

When I first started seeing my therapist, she suggested it was a matter of when, not if I would relapse. It made me really mad. I thought, “Someday will be THE day, right? Someday I’ll have started recovery and will never look back and never even have to worry about relapsing.” And, I was sureContinue reading “Bender”

Relapse

(Triggers abound.) I thought I’d really made it this time. I honestly thought to myself, “Ha! Well, it really wasn’t so hard, was it? All I had to do was quit. And now, I’m recovered!” I mean, it took awhile to get to that point, but after three, six, nine months, I really felt likeContinue reading “Relapse”

Victory

I am willing to fight anyone who claims that Malnati’s deep dish pizza is superior to Giordano’s. Having spent a large chunk of my life living in the Chicago area, I have really tasted them all. Malnati’s has a sweeter, butterier crust, but Giordano’s has a tanginess and weightiness that I just love. The oneContinue reading “Victory”

It’s Hard.

Sometimes, this journey is just plain hard. Sometimes, everything happens all at once. I’m feeling that today. My school has just started back up, and over the weekend, my son had an infected tooth pop up, which needs to be extracted. My daughter has been back to daycare for FOUR days, after 9 weeks off,Continue reading “It’s Hard.”

Island

I pride myself on being fiercely independent, and most of the time, that’s a good thing. Every book and every therapist out there will insist that recovery cannot take place without a support system–a network of caring friends and family to hold your hand. I don’t entirely buy that. I’ve battled this personal demon forContinue reading “Island”