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Sunday, 30 August 2009

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    Porte Plume
    By Amélie-Les-Crayons
    La Maigrelette
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    Can't Catch Me.




    I keep asking myself if I really am in denial.  I don't know if I've lost weight, but I know that every morning, I go on that 40 minute run-walk, extending my running everyday.  Pushing myself to run longer, hoping that maybe I'll lose weight.  I'm truly terrified to step on the scale, anyway, don't know what I wanna do in the Mercy Ministries situation (no other treatment options if I wanted to actually go as it is, but I've been on their waitlist since June), and feel so angry that the people I actually want to care, don't.  So I keep saying I'm fine, but I truly want someone to step in and say something.  For now, everyone's just saying: "Well, do what you think is right."  Uhm, hello.  Obviously, it is impossible for me to think "right."  But hey, I'm not trying to commit suicide (I'm just depressed with a neurotic eating disorder), so I must be fine.  Right.  And on life marches...

    (But I mean, really, guys.  I wish I knew what I weighed.  For real.  And my muscle mass percentile.  And my body fat percentage.  Seriously.  Where can I go just to get this measured, though?)

    (How about...does anyone know how to get my moronic physician's assistant "doctor" to place a 5238 on my arse, and lock me away in a state psych ward?)
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Friday, 19 June 2009

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    Echoes Of Mercy: Truth Grace Hope
    By Nancy Alcorn
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    Waitlist.

     

    So, indeed, I am on the waitlist for the only option available to me- it is a six month long "excursion" where I am supposed to eat the food they give me, gain the weight they want me to gain, and grow in my faith while I'm there.

    Only problem is that I eat all of my food mashed up, and I'm nearly a raw vegan (but not in the true sense of the word, as I know my food habits are disordered).  No, I will not gain weight, and certainly do not want to.  I should lose another 20 pounds (and consequently, my life) before I go, to be honest.  73 pounds would be nice.

    I've determined, in all of my psychological ponderings, that I do this to self-harm, as some pathetic attempt for someone to care.  But no one does, and they are sick and tired of my continual downward spiral.  So please, people, don't express sympathy or some shallow attempt to seem like you want to help.  If you did, you would do something.  But you aren't, so things are fine as they are.

    I'll be on this waitlist for around 5 months, supposedly.  Yay.  And that's the unadulterated version of my life.

    That's all for now.

Tuesday, 28 April 2009

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    Diary of an Eating Disorder: A Mother and Daughter Share Their Healing Journey
    By Chelsea Smith
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    "Fragile."

     I truly dislike it when people tell me I look "fragile" or "as though [I'm] going to die."

    And people don't seem to get that this isn't about losing weight, really.  It's not about being skinny, or "perfect" (no such thing, really), or in control, or pretty.  And they don't seem to understand that their concern is twisted, intertwined, consanguine with the eating disorder.  Anorexia nervosa is "fed" (ha, punny) by those sorts of words.

    If you're really so concerned, why don't you help me make the calls, fill out the paperwork...anything to help me in the way I've asked you?  No, you want to help me your way.  See, in a way, you use the eating disorder as "your control," too, right?  You're able to take away the money ("no scale for you, young lady"); you're able to make excuses for why you turn your back to me when I speak; you're able to treat me so poorly because you have to "put up" with a mentally ill wife.  Is that it, and the comments just help soothe your aching conscience?

    I sure wonder sometimes.

    I don't like being called "pallid" or "tired-looking," because the next day, I'll actually take a shower ("ah, the first time I've bathed in a week!") and brush my hair, and suddenly I "look like [I'm] taking care of myself; [I] look like [I'm] taking care of my health- good job!"  Or at least, in accordance with random acquaintances that know little to nothing about me, and base my health on my physical appearance (which I spent a good hour or two on).  It's all just so confusing: Am I sick?  Or am I well?  Which one?  Because I'm tired of being told I need to be in a hospital, and then within the next 24 hours, being told that I look all fine and dandy.

    But really, I'm just venting.  The last week has been a rollercoaster; the last three days have been amazing.  I've found it, guys.  I have.  This time, I cannot give up.  Period.

    More than 15 years with this, but this time, things are going to happen.  I cannot, will not die.

Friday, 17 April 2009

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    Diary of an Eating Disorder: A Mother and Daughter Share Their Healing Journey
    By Chelsea Smith
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    Disordered Eating vs Eating Disorder?

    Okay, so this has just been my take on this, and I wonder if you'll agree:

    These days, disordered eating and EDs are two terms that are used interchangeably. However, while disordered eating is a symptom of an eating disorder, you may not necessary have an ED if you have disordered eating. To clarify: disordered eating is a behaviour, symptom, physical action; whereas, an ED is the medical diagnosis, the actual mental illness, that is the sum of both physical AND mental symptoms.

    For example: Take "distorted body image"- you CAN have distorted body image without necessarily have an ED, but it is listed as an almost CERTAIN mental symptom of an ED.

    Anyway, if you're wanting to see "disordered eating vs eating disorder" in a more "real life" situation, try pondering this: When was the last time you've seen/heard an ad or a friend promoting some sort of ridiculous or out-of-this-world diet, claiming that it will make them healthier? Now, the fad diet could be considered disordered eating. It's certainly not healthy (see a dietitian if you want a healthy meal plan, people...sheesh!) and it's rather obvious that despite trying to assure everyone that the diet is healthy (cutting out all carbs [AKA ENERGY!], no "white" foods allowed, only eat 5 "specially forumulated" cookies a day, etc...uhm, WHAT?!), they are unwilling to lose the weight by using APPROPRIATE and HEALTHY eating habits. Hence, that example may be considered disordered eating, which, to me, makes it all the more understandable that statistics show 90% (I think?) of all women in the US having disordered eating.

    However (pertaining to the above example), to determine if the disordered eating is also part of a bigger issue (an ED), you must follow-up by asking: Does the person following the fad diet plan have a skewed view on their body image (seeing themselves as needing to lose weight when they are at a normal or healthy weight, for example)? Do they use the diet as a way to cope with uncomfortable feelings and emotions? Are they exhibiting the physical/emotional effects typical of EDs (for example, significant weight loss in a short period of time, cessation of menstrual cycle, severe decline in energy or mental faculties, withdrawn/less social/extreme mood swings, following the "rules" of the diet so strictly that it becomes almost obsessive-compulsive, doing other ED-related behaviours like purging/over-exercising/hiding or hoarding food, etc), and, despite being aware of the negative changes, refusing to "quit dieting"? Are they a "chronic dieter" who seems to have tried every "new and improved" diet or weight loss pill or exercise DVD out there? Do they have co-morbid mental illnesses/negative coping mechanisms (depression, bipolar, OCD, drug/alcohol addiction, self-injury, etc) and/or a history of eating disorders in their family?

    Obviously, our example friend would need to see a doctor/dietitian/therapist to get medically diagnosed with an eating disorder, but if the dieter presents the majority of those OTHER symptoms, it is pretty evident that the "disordered eating" goes much deeper than just being "a bit too impatient to lose weight appropriately" or "a little self-conscious about some extra weight." In this case, the disordered eating is just one SYMPTOM among many due to an eating disorder.
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    Psychology Today, December 2008 Issue
    By Editors of PSYCHOLOGY TODAY Magazine
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    Oh, Just Look Away.

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    No one in "real life" cares anymore.

    No, it's not just that they are scared, or frustrated, or worried and don't know what to say. It's gotten to the point where I've maintained my (pretty low) weight for almost six months, so people aren't really TOO worried- "she would have died by now if things were really that bad, right?"

    I don't have a physical measure of worth (ie, a scale) anymore. So I myself have morphed into an oddly abstract "scale" in my mind, based on my emotional and physical health. If I'm in a good enough mood, I'm not "working" hard enough. If I'm down, I am on the right path. If I'm in the hospital- well, that's my goal.

    It seems that I NEVER am helped until it's nearly too late. Last time, the medical "professional" assured me I should have died. They were bug-eyed, as they gasped: "You should be dead...?" Maybe this time I'll live up to expectations, eh?

    My partner literally REFUSES to discuss anything slightly negative. He shuts down, and groaning, says: "This is too morbid." You'd think he would attempt to support me, considering I've been in and out of hospitals and inpatient facilities multiple times in the last 2.5 years...and yet?

    I feel like the wind is knocked out of me. I'm not quite sure what to do anymore. I feel the ivy of anorexia nervosa has wound itself so tightly around me that I cannot breathe, and to add to it, the thorns have pierced my skin deep, and wounded me irreparably. I'm just not ready to clip them away, and emerge into the painfully bright sunlight.

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  • Eating disordered for ~14-15 years. Still waiting to return to university. Bilingual in English and French. Addicted to technology. A little too well-versed in mental health and nutrition.

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