Life without Anorexia

My motto is
'Dont let the sadness of your past & the fear of your future ruin the happiness of your present'

I am a generally happy girl who loves running, going to the gym and eating food!! Though my life has been very different.
I spent 5 years sick with anorexia nervosia & purging tendencies & over exercising. I was depressed and self harmed. I spent 2 years in different treatment centres.
After alot of struggles, lots of ups and downs, suicide attempts, tears, anxiety, panic and never thinking i would be healthy.
I am now declared healthy from anorexia nervosia.

I have been blogging for 4 years, and my whole journey is written in my posts. I now represent healthy and happiness. I want to show anyone struggling that it is possible to recover, no matter how hard it may seem.

I am happy and healthy and living my life. Going to school, meeting friends and trying to find myself in this world.

I write about my daily life, but also try to write posts about how it was when i was sick, advice and tips.
I am open and friendly, so dont be scared about writing a post or sending me an email at: [email protected]

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Planning.

Uggghhh as if my days cant get any worse. I officialy hate my supervisor. She's all like you need o plan your week, cus yesterday during my visiting times i went out to cafe with ym sister and friends and their mum. and i usualy do that wiht mum, but now my supervisor got all cross at me and was like  you cant do that, you cant jsut go to a cafe when you feel like it. Well sorry, but its not like you help me plan my week, you've onyl given me two times out this week. and i've worked mighty hard. You've added more to my food plan and i havent complained, i've jsut gotten on with it. You want to put me ina  wheelchair. You're goingt o make me eat ice-cream, and im not looking forward to staying out for hte 24 hours, cus my aunt just acts weird around me.
  I hate it. I shoudl get more time out. I seriously dont feel well, if it carries on like this ims eriously gonna be down/depressed bt he time mum comes back. Each time i think about mum or someone mentions her, i get tears in my eyes. And now when i wantedt o call her because ifeel like shit and my sister is busy (so cant call her)  my mum has no credit. So im sitting here, just typing out my feelings, which are vyer dark at hte moment. I hate it. I dont ever want to see my supervisor again. I want a new one. I cant stand her. She's awful, funny i actually miss my previous supervisor, i never though that would happen. But everything is just suc shitty timing. Its the 4th today, another 10 days until mum even gets the ferry. :( Its only been 3 days. How is it possible?
  Why do i suddenly feel like im being punished, while i was in ireland, i felt like while i was in hospital i was being pnised as if i hadnt suffered enough and hadnt been dealt a shitty/ painful card already they then had to punish me even more and now i feel the same way, again. I feel like they're punishing me, while i had my previous supervisor she was good, she didnt make me feel like shit or that it was my fault that i didnt go up in weight. But my supervisor now is seriously drilling it into me that its all my fault and that i should be punished and hse's really drilling into me that i souldnt walk that i shoudl jsut sit. I think she's jsut taking it al out on me because im tall and thin and she small and chubby, so she's jsut jealous and she knows that she can take it out on me. But from now on, im not goingt o take it. Im not going to let her talk to me like that, im not going to take it. If i ahev to, i'll amke mum call....well i ahev no idea who she would talk to because it would be my supervisor she talks to if i have a problem but as my spervisor is my prblem i dont know who else there is.

Actually all the staff suck, ok, not all of them, some arent so bad. They're quite nice, but some are jsut evil bitches, they like being able to give out to us. The enjoy it. But the evil ones are the big ones, they're evil because they're jealous. Yes, that's it.

Ok, maybe not, but thats what im gonna tell myself. It's much easier.

I know, im a bitch myself but i aheva  right to bitch every now and then, and its better that i can let all this go than keep it to myself and start hurting myself again.

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