Yep, that’s me.
With my tongue sticking out like a turtle head.
Licking sauce from the corners of my mouth.
Enjoying a slice of Papa John’s pizza, without the feeling of guilt or thoughts of purging that, once delicious, slice of pizza later.
This is what progress, with my eating disorder, looks like. Everyone’s progression is different, but whatever yours looks like and whenever you see it, I hope you know that I’m proud of you.
The same way I’m proud of the girl in that picture.
and all I’m doing, is eating a slice of pizza..
TWO SLICES OF PIZZA..
This is a milestone.
Being able to eat without fear.
Don’t worry about how big or small your milestones are.
Don’t worry about how long your recovery may take.
Don’t worry about what other people think.
Don’t give up on you.
I’ve got ten years of milestones behind me and more progress to make ahead.
I don’t know when I’ll be able to say “I’m recovered”.
I don’t know if I will ever get to say “I’m recovered”.
But dammit, If I didn’t fuckin’ try!
Until next time..
Order pizza and invite me over. Please and thank you!