*goosetingles* It is by far the most soul-fully TRUE thing I have ever read about eating disorders (and I have read ginormous amounts).
It is hard to find the right metaphor to describe exactly how deeply this text just….I don’t know… TELLS IT LIKE IT IS. Wow.
I am looking forward to studying this book but have already gotten some amazing insights, one of which explains to me why I feel so confused about “where I’m at” after losing my appetite three weeks ago (see my last post).
What we do know is that once we begin restricting our food, exercising, or binging and purging, we experience an overpowering need to continue doing so. This need is not a psychological desire but rather a physical compulsion ……….[the book goes on to describe this as a physical allergy]
If I’d been wearing socks they would have hit the fan. I was floored!
…and ENTIRELY overwhelmed by the realization that I have made very little progress on this brick road of recovery. I’m still in munchkin land with the lollipop kids and Glenda’s happy little thoughts and I’m dancing “off to see the wizard” ….
I thought I was a little farther along.
So. This Book. Me. Recovery. WORK IN PROGRESS. Pardon my dust.
At least I SEE the yellow brick road and I know where I am going. My feet are facing the right direction. There’s that.