A letter to anorexia..

My therapist asked me to write a letter to anorexia. I didn't know weather to post it straight up, but I have blogged it into my journal.


Here is the link: http://caloriecount.about.com/users/twiggy_19 60

Please, let me know what you think.

Has anybody else with anorexia, bulemia or any other disorder did this exercise either with thier therapist or just to let go of any tension they have?
I found the exercise very useful, and it let me understand my true feelings towards my disorder. It also let me see where anorexia stands at this moment of time. I reccomened it to anybody experiencing any type of eating disorder. I always find writing a very good way of expressing myself. Writing is something that comes naturally to me, and that might be why I found it so helpful.

I mention what I would do if I could meet anoreixa ''in person'', and I wonder if anybody out there is the same as me, theyre very angry at what anorexia has caused. Or if you met anorexia, would you forgive 'it', or be upset?

I think its good to share these things, and see if theres any similarities between different people. And if you have wrote a letter to your ED, would you mind posting it here... I think it would be very inspirational and motivational to read about everyone elses experiences.

Thanks :)

Twig xx 

Wow, great letter. I hope it helps you (and others). Best of luck ...

 

It is so odd that within this disease I feel completely and utterly alone, and yet I can come on here and within a few seconds connect with people who are struggling as well. Your letter hit the nail on the head as to how I feel a lot of the time.

When I think about what I would do if anorexia was a tangible being, it almost scares me. I feel like she would be the best friend that betrayed me in the worst way, but because of everything we've been through I wouldn't want to let her go. I think about that, and wonder how that fits into recovery. I wake up every morning fed up with myself, determined to make today better than the last but throughout the course of the day I screw up, then tell myself tomorrow will be different. Tomorrow happens, and so does the cycle. It's like for some reason, I'm hanging on to anorexia by a thread because I believe it's the only thing keeping me whole, when it truth it's the only thread that had frayed.

It is crazy how attached I've become to a disease, and how much love-hate is involved. I'm not happy you are struggling as well, but it is comforting to know I'm not in this alone.