When I tell people I am in recovery from an eating disorder, they give me a puzzled look like I must be crazy. I have had many people judge me and act like I did not go through a real struggle that almost ended my life. Food had turned into my enemy and my fear.
I cannot say how, why, or exactly when, but an eating disorder had taken over my life and I needed help.
Today I volunteer I can encourage those who suffer from eating disorders and give them hope. I have spoken in the community and in recovery groups about eating disorders and my personal story. I tell others that there is hope. I want people to know that life without an eating disorder does exist and is so much better.
When I was struggling, I never met someone who was on the other side of an eating disorder, so I often thought recovery was impossible.