This past weekend I was reflecting on the past several months and found myself asking, “Is this what happiness feels like?” At first I was confused thinking that happiness would feel a lot more exciting and I wondered if perhaps I had labeled the feeling as something other than what it is. Yes, I do feel happiness, but I realized that the real word I was looking for was “calm.”
Going through an array of situations and emotions throughout my 18-year battle with an eating disorder, calm was not something I had ever experienced. So to feel nothing or to “just be” raised an eyebrow and the concern that maybe something was indeed wrong and I was choosing not to feel. Then, after more reflection I said to myself, “Nope. I actually feel calm.”
Facing the trials that go along with an eating disorder, and even the trials that led to the eating disorder in the first place, it can become difficult to imagine life as anything but hellish. We become a basket of emotions and to pacify those emotions we turn to ineffective behaviors over and over again. We can forget what it means to live because our efforts give way to avoidance of what life has to offer. Deep down, however, we may crave a sense of calm; an experience that is peaceful and rewarding. We may want everything to be okay and when it’s not, we figure, “What am I trying for? Why bother? Things are never going to be different.”
I can tell you that I used to ask/tell myself those same things. I didn’t think my life would ever exist without my eating disorder because I was convinced that it was who I was and all I was good for. I was certain that the “You’ll never recover” statements were true and I was going to end up alone, sick, and overwhelmingly depressed for the remainder of my years on Earth.
Thankfully I turned it around. I made choices to stop my behaviors, deal with what needed dealt with, and let go of all the mistakes I had made in the past. I wasn’t going to look back, but forward because what was done was done. I have been in recovery for more than 7 months now and instead of focusing my attention on all that is wrong with me or how I could have done it all differently, I have chosen to focus on the blessings that have come as a result of my hard work. I will share some of these things here and I hope it may be an encouragement for anyone struggling with an eating disorder or another mental health disorder that is consuming their life.
In recovery:
- I have freedom to choose whatever I want to eat without debate over calories, fat grams, etc. and I know that sole purpose of food is nourishment.
- I have no idea what I weigh and have no intention of finding out. I am healthy and that is most important.
- I have meaningful conversations that do not revolve around ED or any of his counterparts.
- I am confident that I am right where I am supposed to be in life and I continue to make choices every moment that further solidify my recovery.
- I can better focus on my work and the needs of myself and others without being distracted by what I ate or will eat for breakfast, lunch, dinner.
- I know that my identity was not my ED and that I am actually a pretty cool person without him taunting me.
- I will get married in December without any doubt that I am making a wrong decision and without worry that ED will interfere in my marriage.
- I can take walks outside without counting each step or wondering how many calories I am burning. Instead, I am able to see the beauty of nature all around me.
- I can participate in life’s events with excitement and appreciate people, places, and things a lot more than in the past.
- I have a stronger faith in God and can connect with him on a whole new level.
Of course, these are just 10 of the amazing things that have come with recovery thus far and I am sure there will be much more in the coming days, weeks, months, and years. Instead of focusing on the things I may miss about my days with ED, I choose to spend more time basking in the amazing things that recovery brings with it.

