I haven’t been on my blog much at all the last few weeks. I have felt more alive the past few months than I remember in years. I ran a half marathon! I’m trying new things and meeting new people. It’s wonderful.
It’s a beautiful feeling when you put your eating disorder in the past. I thought I would always carry it with me for the rest of my life. And I will, but in a different way than I ever imagined. I no longer desire to be thinner,sicker than before. So I carry those memories as something that used to be a part of my life- the same way that old friends and sports and memories were.
When you can look at something in your past- and accept it, learn from it, move on- that’s when you know you can truly live again.